The Death Bells Tolled


The death bells tolled, and sorrow’s pall,
With deepest gloom o’ershadowed all;
But Jesus came unto the grave,
A great command He forthwith gave.

“Come forth from the dead,
Come forth from the dead,”
And he who had been dead came forth,
Came forth and lived.

How great is Christ the Father’s Son,
A crown of glory He has won;
He speaks and death departs in haste,
His ev’ry word with pow’r is graced.

He rose from the dead,
He rose from the dead,
To finish all He had begun,
He lives, He lives.

O soul in trespasses and sin,
The Christ outside would enter in,
And take up His abode in you,
And make you His disciple true.

Come forth from the dead,
Come forth from the dead,
And your dead soul once more in Him
Shall live, shall live.