by Robert Lowry (1826-1899)
Low in the grave He lay,
Jesus my Savior!
Waiting the coming day,
Jesus my Lord!
Up from the gave He arose,
With a mighty triumph o’er His fores;
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever with His saints to reign,
He arose! He arose!
Hallelujah! Christ arose!
Vainly they watch His bed,
Jesus my Savior!
Vainly they seal the dead,
Jesus my Lord!
Death cannot keep his prey,
Jesus my Savior!
He tore the bars away,
Jesus my Lord!
Rooted and Grounded 