The morning dew lay lightly on His tomb
That’s open now and stone is rolled away,
As sunlight penetrates the night-time gloom,
And His life over death has had His way.
Comes Mary Magdalene to see her Lord,
Whose body she believed was in His grave.
Instead, she finds the One whom she adored
Alive again—from sin and death He saves.
She runs to tell His men whom she has seen,
And John and Peter race from her to see
The tomb where body of the Lord had been,
And Peter knows not what was meant to be.
But John steps in and sees with Mother’s eyes—
Believes with her that He was meant to rise;
And with Him we are raised above our fall
With life anew for all who on Him call.
PROCLAIMING TRUTH! 