Text: | Shall man, O God of light and life |
Author: | Dewitt |
1 Shall man, O God of light and life,
For ever molder in the grave?
Canst thou forget thy glorious work,
Thy promise and thy power to save?
2 In those dark, silent realms of night
Shall peace and hope no more arise?
No future morning light the tomb,
Nor day-star gild the darksome skies?
3 Cease, cease, ye vain, desponding fears:
When Christ, our Lord, from darkness sprang,
Death, the last foe, was captive led,
And heaven with praise and wonder rang.
4 Faith sees the bright, eternal doors
Unfold, to make his children way;
They shall be clothed with endless life,
And shine in everlasting day.
5 The trump shall sound, the dead shall wake;
From the cold tomb the slumb'rers spring;
Through heaven, with joy, their myriads rise,
And hail their Saviour and their King.
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First Line: | Shall man, O God of light and life |
Author: | Dewitt |
Meter: | L. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Topic: | Resurrection and Judgment; Day Dawns on the Night of the Grave |
Notes: | Public Domain. |