Divine Poems by Edmund Elis ...

CHRIST'S RESURRECTION.

1.

OUR LORD is Risen; and the Powerful Grave Holds him no longer; He hath made his way Even through the Gates of Death, that He might save His Heav'nly Flesh from turning into Clay. The Grave knew not whom he had taken; when He saw who 'twas, he let Him out agen.

2.

Upon this Day the SUN's Creator Rose, And the Eternal LIFE came from the Dead: He that made Ours, did His blest Eyes Unclose, And saw the Place where his own Corps were lay'd. Death Conquer'd thus, He lay'd his Grave-Cloaths by, As Trophees of his Signal Victory.

3.

I know not whether may more strange be thought, For GOD to Die, or MAN to Rise agen: Our Holy JESUS made both True: He Fought The Lion Death even in the Grave, his Den. And thus he Enter'd the Strong Bounds of Fate, Not as Led Captive, but to Captivate.

4.

The King of Terrors now has lost his Power, And is become a Servant unto all, Who will but imitate their SAVIOUR, Who made a Triumph of his Funerall. And now Hee's up, me thinks I hear him Say To all that Die in Him, Rise, come away.