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Joy to know his soul's deep travail Should not be a thing in vain,And that joy and peace should blossom From his agonizing pain.
THE RESURRECTION OF JESUS.
It was done, the deed of horror; Christ had died upon the cross,And within an upper chamber The disciples mourned their loss.
Peter's eyes were full of anguish, Thinking sadly of the trialWhen his boasted self-reliance Ended in his Lord's denial.
Disappointment, deep and heavy, Shrouded every heart with gloom,As the hopes so fondly cherished Died around the garden tomb.
And they thought with shame and sorrow How they fled in that dark hour,When they saw their Lord and Master In the clutch of Roman power.
We had hoped, they sadly uttered, He would over Israel reign,But to-day he lies sepulchred, And our cherished hopes are vain.
