Mary Stood Beside The Tomb

Mary stood beside the tomb,
Ah! her heart was broken;
Near her was the risen Lord,
Yet he had not spoken:
But when Jesus gently came
Close to her, and called her name,
Happy then was Mary,
Happy then was Mary.

When my heart is sad with fear,
And my spirit broken,
Will I know him in the dark
By the same sweet token?
Will he put my fears to shame
When he kindly speaks my name
As he spoke to Mary?
As he spoke to Mary?

When I walk through death’s dark vale,
Will he then be near me?
Will my loving Saviour’s voice
Whisper words to cheer me?
Yes, he’ll know me just the same,
He will call me by my name
As he then called Mary,
As he then called Mary.