1 Near the Tomb where Jesus slept,
Roman guards their night watch kept,
Pacing to and fro alone,
By the closely sealed stone.
Chorus:
Christ! Thou Conqueror! All hail!
Guard and stone can nought avail!
Death is slain in mortal strife;
Hail the Prince and Lord of Life!
2 In the darksome midnight, lo!
Hark! an earthquake rolls below!
Sign of deadly conflict o'er,
Death despoiled for evermore! [Chorus]
3 That which by the cave-mouth lay,
Angel hands have rolled away;
And the Lord, His three days sped,
Comes triumphant from the dead! [Chorus]
4 Christ! Thou Victor o'er the tomb,
Take us in the Day of Doom.
Take us to Thine own dear side,
At the last great Easter-tide!
Chorus after 4th verse:
Christ! Thou Conqueror! all hail!
Let not Death o'er us prevail;
Help us in our mortal strife,
Bring us to the Land of Life.
Source: Voices of Praise: for school and church and home #376