He Has Risen for Me by J. J. Nethery

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Oct 16, 1913

He Has Risen for Me

By J. J. Nethery

J. J. NETHERY

THERE’S a song on my lips, There’s a song in my soul, Though the waves of distress Deeply round me may roll; For I know whom I trust. Though the way may be dim, I shall safely go home, If I cling close to Him.

CHORUS:

I shall not be afraid When the dark grave I see, For my Saviour has died, And has risen for me.

There’s a light in my sky Since the breaking of day, When the seal rent in twain And the stone rolled away; For an angel spoke peace To my spirit’s alarm, “He has risen for thee, There is nothing can harm.”

There’s a joy in my heart, All the long, weary day, For the storm overpast And the clouds rolled away; There’s a rose for each thorn, And a gain for each loss, Since my Saviour himself Gained a crown by the cross.

Portland, Oregon.