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Yohanes 20:15

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Yohanes 20:15

• [Yoh 20:15] In The Garden

  I come to the garden alone While the dew is still on the roses And the voice I hear falling on my ear The Son of God discloses. Refrain And He walks with me, and He talks with me, And He tells me I am His own; And the joy we share as we tarry there, None other has ever known. He speaks, and the sound of His voice, Is so sweet the birds hush their singing, And the melody that He gave to me Within my heart is ringing. Refrain I’d stay in the garden with Him Though the night around me be falling, But He bids me go; through the voice of woe His voice to me is calling. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Yoh 20:15] Morning Red

  Morning red, morning red, Now the shadows all are fled; Now the Sabbath’s cloudless glory, Tells anew the wondrous story, Christ is risen from the dead. All around, all around, Solemn silence reigned profound; When, with blaze and sudden thunder, Angels burst the tomb asunder, And the Savior was unbound. Forth He came! Forth He came! Robed in white, celestial flame! Mary, at the empty prison, Knew not her Redeemer risen Till He called her by her name. Morning red! Morning red! Christ is risen from the dead! Still He walketh in the garden, Speaking words of love and pardon. Though the crown is on His head.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Matius 27:64-66

• [Mat 27:64] Sealed Was The Tomb

  Sealed was the tomb, guarded by soldiers, Brightly the moonlight shone around; Roadway and hill gleamed in the brightness, Flooded with light the garden’s bound. Brighter the light seen ’neath the olives; Forms bright as sunlight, ’mid the trees, Soldiers were there, clad as for warfare; Lo! they are gone, and who are these? See yonder, hast’ning to the city, The trembling soldiers in terror go! Earthquake astounding, strange light surrounding, Drive them away these things to show. Refrain O wonderful light in the garden, That fadeth not away! The King Who was laid in the shadow With vict’ry is crowned this glorious day. Darkly they plan; falsely as darkly, Stories that He was borne away— Borne by His friends, poor weak disciples, Stol’n when the moon was bright as day! Soldiers of Rome ne’er slept on duty, False was the tale for silver told; Death could not hold that mighty Victor! Lift up your heads, ye gates of gold! The morn of glory hath awakened, And death no longer holds boundless pow’r; Empty the prison, Jesus has risen; Time hath no richer, grander hour. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 27:66] Lift Up, Lift Up Your Voices Now

  Lift up, lift up your voices now! The whole wide world rejoices now; The Lord has triumphed gloriously, The Lord shall reign victoriously. In vain with stone the cave they barred; In vain the watch kept ward and guard; Majestic from the spoilèd tomb, In pomp of triumph Christ is come. And all He did, and all He bare, He gives us as our own to share; And hope, and joy and peace begin, For Christ has won, and man shall win. O Victor, aid us in the fight, And lead through death to realms of light; We safely pass where Thou hast trod; In Thee we die to rise to God. Thy flock, from sin and death set free, Glad alleluias raise to Thee; And ever with the heavenly host Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Mat 27:66] Wake, Sweetest Strain

  Low in the grave they had buried Christ the Savior; Dark was the night round the silent guarded tomb, But with the dawn came a glow of heav’nly splendor Glory filled the earth dispelling gloom. Refrain Wake, sweetest strains of music! Telling out the story How from death the Savior rose To live forevermore. Wake, sweetest strains of music! Drive away all sadness Let your anthems ring from shore to shore. Close to the tomb were the soldiers vigil keeping, When from above came a form of dazzling light, Then He arose from the grave a mighty Victor Angels welcomed Him in robes of white. Refrain Joy to the world, let this day be filled with gladness— Wake sweetest strains join this happy Easter song, Peace shall abide for the grave has lost its terror Christ is risen—let His praise prolong. Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal