Classic Poem

The Man had died on the cross,
And they laid Him in the tomb;
The Living Stone in the stone,
The Rock in the rock-hewn room;
They left Him alone with Death,
And sealed the stone at the door;
They made the sepulcher secure,
And set their watch before.

“Lest his friends should steal him away,
And say that he rose,” they said.
But Life escaped from Death,
And the God-man rose from the dead.
The skeptical minds of men
Still think the sepulcher sure,
But Christ had said, “I will arise,”
And the counsels of God endure.

Still His disciples go
To carry the wondrous word:
“The Lord is risen indeed!
We know—we have seen and heard.”
And the tomb men think so sure,
With the seal of their scorn on the door,
The place where the Lord once lay,
Is empty forevermore.