Spices, and lawn;
Vain the perfuming:
Jesus is gone!
3.
Christ is arisen,
Joy to thee, mortal!
Empty his prison,
Broken its portal:
Rising, he giveth
His shroud to the sod;
Spices, and lawn;
Vain the perfuming:
Jesus is gone!
3.
Christ is arisen,
Joy to thee, mortal!
Empty his prison,
Broken its portal:
Rising, he giveth
His shroud to the sod;