Around Thy Grave

1 Around Thy grave, Lord Jesus,
In spirit here we stand,
With hearts all full of praises,
To keep Thy blest command.
By faith, our souls rejoicing,
To trace Thy path of love,
Thro’ death’s dark angry billows,
Up to the throne above.

2 Lord, Jesus, we remember
The travail of Thy soul,
When in Thy love’s deep pity
The waves did o’er Thee roll.
Baptised in death’s cold waters,
For us Thy blood was shed,
For us Thou, Lord of Glory,
Wast numbered with the dead.

3 O Lord, Thou now art risen,
Thy travail all is o’er;
For sin Thou once has suffered—
Thou liv’st to die no more.
Sin, death, and hell are vanquished
By Thee, the Church’s Head;
And now we share Thy triumph,
Thou First-born from the dead.

4 Unto Thy death baptized,
We own with Thee we died;
With Thee, our life, we’re risen:—
And shall be glorified.
From sin, the world, and Satan,
We’re ransomed by Thy blood,
And here would walk as strangers,
Alive with Thee to God.

Source: Evangelistic Songs #75

• MIDI file from Evangelistic Songs #75