Verse 1

Low in the grave He lay, Jesus, my Saviour,

Waiting the coming day, Jesus, my Lord:

Verse 2

Up from the grave He arose,

With a mighty triumph o’er His foes;

He arose a victor from the dark domain,

And He lives for ever with His saints to reign:

He arose! He arose! Alleluia! Christ arose!

Vainly they watch His bed, Jesus, my Saviour;

Vainly they seal the dead, Jesus, my Lord:

Verse 3

Death cannot keep his prey, Jesus, my Saviour;

He tore the bars away, Jesus, my Lord: