1 When downward to the darksome tomb
I thoughtful turn my eyes,
Frail nature trembles at the gloom,
And anxious fears arise.
2 Why shrinks my soul? In death’s embrace
Once Jesus captive slept;
And angels, hovering o’er the place,
His lowly pillow kept.
3 Thus shall they guard my sleeping dust,
And, as the Savior rose,
The grave again shall yield her trust,
And end my deep repose.
4 My Lord, before to glory gone,
Shall bid me come away;
And calm and bright shall break the dawn
Of Heaven’s eternal day.
Then let my faith each fear dispel,
And gild with light the grave;
To Him my loftiest praises swell,
Who died from death to save.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #10408
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