|1||Weeping, as they go their way
Their dear Lord in earth to lay,
Late at even,– Who are they?
|2||These are they who watched to see
Where He hung in agony,
Dying on the accursèd Tree.
|3||All is over,– in the tomb
Sleeps He, as in death’s dark womb,
Till the dawn of Easter come.
|4||All is over,– fought the fight;
Heaviness is for the night,
Joy comes with the morning light.
|5||Leave we in the grave with Him
Sins that shame and doubts that dim,
If our souls would rise with Him.
|6||Glory to the Lord, Who gave
His pure Body to the grave,
Us from sin and death to save. Amen.