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The Resurrection. 1 Cor. 15. 36-44; Acts 24. 15

J. Hart            C.M.

1
The praise of Christ, ye Christians, sound;
 His mighty acts be told;
 Death has received a deadly wound;
 He takes, but cannot hold.

2
[Clipped are the greedy vulture’s claws;
 No more we dread his power;
 He gapes with adamantine jaws,
 And grins, but can’t devour.]

3
Believers in their darksome graves
 Shall start, to light restored;
 Forsake their monumental caves,
 And mount to meet the Lord.

4
Not long in ground the dying grain
 Is hid, or lies forlorn;
 But soon revives, and springs again,
 And comes to standing corn.

5
So, waking from the womb of earth,
 Where Christ has lain before,
 And bursting to a better birth,
 We rise to die no more.

6
The wicked, too, shall rise again,
 The difference will be this:
 They rise to everlasting pain,
 And saints to endless bliss.