2. Vainly they watch His bed,
Jesus my Savior.
vainly they seal the dead,
Jesus, my Lord.
3. Death cannot keep His prey,
Jesus my Savior.
He tore the bars away,
Jesus, my Lord.
Chorus;
Up from the grave He arose,
With a might triumph o'er his foes
He arose a victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever with His saints to reign.
He arose! He arose!
Hallelujah! Christ arose!