The Resurrection.
"Tell me, mamma, about the dead,
Who sleep within the grave,
But who will leave their silent bed,
When Jesus comes to save.
"You say, that though they moulder now,
They shall arise again,
To wear a crown upon their brow,
And with their Saviour reign."
"My child, the God who dwells on high,
Can do whate'er he will;
He formed the earth and made the sky,
By his almighty skill.
"His power unlock'd the stony tomb,
Where Christ our Saviour lay,
