Ye humble souls that seeks the Lord

1.

Ye humble souls that seeks the Lord

Chase all your fears away

And bow with rapture down to see

The place where Jesus lay

2.

Thus low the Lord of life was brought

Such wonders love can do

Thus cold in death that bosom lay

Which throbbed and bled for you

3.

But raise your eyes, and tune your songs

The Saviour lives again

Not all the bolts and bars of death

The conqueror could detain

4.

High o’er angelic bands He rears

His once dishonoured head

And through unnumbered years He reigns

Who dwelt among the dead

5.

With joy like His shall every saint

His vacant tomb survey;

Then rise with his ascending Lord

To realms of endless day