Author: William C. Dix Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8613 Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Lyrics: 1 As those who seek the break of day
Full early in the morning,
The women came where Jesus lay,
Who late had borne the scorning.
Sweet ointment in their hands they brought,
And ere the sun had risen,
The Sun of Righteousness they sought,
Now set within death’s prison.
2 And thus they cried—the body here,
Let us give new anointing ;
The quick’ning flesh, the body dear,
Which by divine appointing
From this dark sepulcher shall rise,
And Adam’s race deliver,
And lift the fallen to the skies
To reign in bliss for ever.
3 And like the Magi, hasten we
To Him with love adoring;
Sweet spices, too, our gifts shall be,
And we must weep, imploring
That He, in swaddling clothes no more,
But in fine linen lying,
Would grant the fallen when life is o’er,
The gift of life undying. Languages: English Tune Title: ALBACETE
As Those Who Seek The Break Of Day