Low in the grave he lay — Jesus, my Saviour,
Waiting the coming day — Jesus, my Lord.

Up from the grave he arose!
With a mighty triumph o'er his foes!
He arose a victor from the dark domain,
And he lives for ever with his saints to reign.
He arose! He arose!
Hallelujah! Christ arose.

Vainly they watch his bed — Jesus, my Saviour;
Vainly they seal the dead — Jesus, my Lord.

Death cannot keep his prey — Jesus, my Saviour;
He tore the bars away — Jesus, my Lord.