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The Resurrection

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Aug 19, 1909

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 86, No. 33.

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The Resurrection

By Colwell Townsend

FORTH from the grave at break of day Jesus the Conqueror treadeth the way; Vain is the tomb, the watch, or the seal, Death hath he spurned 'neath the touch of his heel.
Saw you the gleam of the messenger bright, As back from the tomb in his wonderful might, With a sweep of his arm, the grim stone he rolled, While the guards fall affrighted his face to behold?
O Death, thy dominion forever is lost, When Christ paid all debts at such in- finite cost; No longer the grave shall boast of its slain, For Jesus the Crucified liveth again.
He lives, and because of his life we shall live, For vic'try to all who believe he shall give; When he cometh to reign, we shall reign with him there, With our glorified Lord, whom we'll meet in the air.
But O, my beloved, the midnight is here, Long pauses the stroke we are waiting to hear, While the world and the careless sleep on to their doom, And the messenger cries, “Behold he shall come!” Then watch while you wait for that glo- rious dawn, As heirs of the kingdom to which you are born; For the King in his beauty shall come to his own, And the saved of all nations shall serve at his throne.
— Colwell Townsend.