The Minstrel of Zion ‎#66b

66b. Mary at the Saviour's tomb

1 Mary to her Saviour’s tomb
Hasted at the early dawn;
Spice she brought, and rich perfume,
But the Lord, she loved was gone:
For awhile she lingering stood,
Fill'd with sorrow and surprise;
Trembling while a crystal flood
Issued from her weeping eyes.

2 Jesus, who is always near,
Though too often unperceived,
Came her drooping heart to cheer,
Kindly asking why she grieved;
Though at first she knew him not,
When he call'd her by her name,
She her heavy griefs forgot,
For she found him still the same.

3 Grief and sighing quickly fled,
When she heard his welcome voice;
Just before she thought him dead,
Now he bids her heart rejoice:
What a change a word can make,
Turning darkness into day;
You who weep for Jesus’ sake,
He will wipe your tears away.

4 He who came to comfort her,
When she thought her all was lost,
Will for your relief appear,
Though you now are tempest-tost:
On his Word your burden cast,
On his love your thoughts employ;
Weeping for a night my last,
But with morning comes the joy.

Text Information

• First Line: Mary to her Saviour's tomb
• Title: Mary at the Saviour's tomb
• Publication Date: 1845

Tune Information

• Name: MARY AT THE SAVIOUR'S TOMB
• Composer: S. W.
• Meter: P. M.*
• Key: F Major or modal
• Notes: *Select Melodies, Hymn 129.