"And they found the stone rolled away from the sepulchre."
1 The mourners came at break of day
Unto the garden-sepulchre;
With darkened hearts to weep and pray,
For him, the loved one buried there.
What radiant light dispels the gloom?
An angel sits beside the tomb.
2 Then mourn we not beloved dead,
E'en while we come to weep and pray;
The happy spirit far hath fled.
To brighter realms of endless day;
Immortal hope dispels the gloom!
An angel sits beside the tomb.