Jesus lives! From riven tomb
He arose, triumphant, glorious!
Now hath He indeed become
By His death for aye victorious,
Lightnings flash, the earth is heaving;
Rent the grave! The Lord is living!
Christ arose!
His victory�s mine!
He from death can sure deliver,
Whom the grave could not confine,
�Tis my peace and comfort ever.
Open waits me heaven�s portal;
He arose with life immortal.
Jesus lives! No longer death
With its terrors can appall me;
I approach my tomb with faith,
There to rest till He shall call me.
On this truth my hope I anchor,
Jesus lives! and I shall conquer.
