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He is risen

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1. In a garden mid the fragrant flowers,
There they laid our blessed Lord;
Soldiers stern, thro' slowly passing hours
Watched the tomb with spear and sword.
Who would dare despise the Roman throne?
Who would dare to break the seal?
Who could roll away the mighty stone,
And such wondrous power reveal?

Holy angels dare to break the seal,
Dare to roll the mighty stone away;
"He is ris'n" they cry with glad acclaim.
"He is ris'n" the blessed news proclaim;
Angels rolled the mighty stone away
Christ is ris'n this happy day.

2. As the morning light began to dawn,
On the third day as he said
Angels bright thro' heaven's curtains drawn,
Came to wake him from the dead.
Clothed with power they left their glorious home,
In the strength of God alone
Caring naught for seal or guards of Rome
Angels rolled away the stone. [Chorus]

3. From the portals of that silent tomb
Came the mighty Lord and King;
Life and glory scattered death's cold gloom,
Hope rose high on joyful wing.
As in love the faithful women came,
Joyful words they heard that day;
"Christ is ris'n!" go, quick the news proclaim
Come and see where Jesus lay. [Chorus]

4. Mighty Victor over sin and death!
Let his name be now adored!
Yea, let everything that now hath breath,
Praise our ris'n and living Lord.
In his hands he holds the mighty keys
Keys of death and of the grave;
Hallelujah! for the Prince of Peace,
Christ the mighty One to save. [Chorus]

Source: Carols of Hope: a compilation of select sacred songs for use in Sunday schools, praise and young people's services #174

Author: Clarence M. Seamans

Seamans, Clarence Milton. (Johnston, Rhode Island, February 8, 1869--July 21, 1939, Whitman, Massachusetts). Direct descendant of Roger Williams, the founder of the Rhode Island Colony. Seamans married Annie May Bennett on October 8, 1890; they had four children. Ordained to the ministry of the Advent Christian Church, he served their churches in Pascoag and River Point, R.I.; Dover, New Hampshire; Chelsea, Springfield, and Boston, Mass.; and Rutland, Vermont. His last 19 years were spent as pastor in Whitman, Mass. For many years, he was secretary of the Massachusetts Advent Christian Conference and of the Marion (Mass.) Campmeeting Association. He was also active in the Alton Bay (N.H.) Campmeeting Association. He contributed many arti… Go to person page >

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First Line: In a garden mid the fragrant
Title: He is risen
Author: Clarence M. Seamans
Refrain First Line: Holy angels dare to break
Copyright: Public Domain


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