Resurrection

MARY LLOYD MC CONNEL

"Who shall roll us away the stone?"
They asked in dread,
As at the darksome sepulcher
They sought their dead.

But when they reached the tomb the stone
Was rolled from sight,
And in its place with joy they saw
Life's radiant light.

Thus to our saddened sense does death
Seem real and near,
When bidding us give up e'en those
We hold most dear.

Yet at this hour which darkest seems,
Still may we prove,
Like women of the olden time,
Our Father's love.

For then in truth the heavy stone
Burdening our heart
Is rolled away, and sense of loss
Love bids depart.

Then with the rising of the sun,
Upon new morn,
Lo, Spirit speaks, and brings to us
A faith new born.

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