Hymn 337
Ye humble souls that seek the Lord
Meter: C.M.
Scripture: Luke 8:50
1
Ye humble souls that seek the Lord,
Chase all your fears away;
And bow with rapture down to see
The place where Jesus lay.
2
Thus low the Lord of Life was brought,
Such wonders love can do;
Thus cold in death that bosom lay,
Which throbbed and bled for you.
3
But raise your eyes, and tune your songs;
The Saviour lives again;
Not all the bolts and bars of death
The conqueror could detain.
4
High o'er the angelic bands He rears
His once dishonoured head;
And through unnumbered years He reigns
Who dwelt among the dead.
5
With joy like His shall every saint
His vacant tomb survey;
Then rise with his ascending Lord
To realms of endless day.