Sabine Baring-Gould (1834–1924)

ON the Resurrection morning

Soul and body meet again;

No more sorrow, no more weeping,

no more pain!

Here awhile they must be parted,

And the flesh its Sabbath keep,

Waiting in a holy stillness,

wrapt in sleep.

For a while the tirèd body

Lies with feet toward the morn;

the last and brightest Easter

day be born.

But the soul in contemplation

Utters earnest prayer and strong,

Bursting at the Resurrection

into song.

Soul and body reunited

Thenceforth nothing shall divide,

Waking up in CHRIST’S own likeness,

satisfied.

Oh! the beauty, oh! the gladness

Of that Resurrection day,

Which shall not through endless ages

pass away!

On that happy Easter morning

All the graves their dead restore;

Father, sister, child, and mother,

meet once more.

To that brightest of all meetings

Bring us, JESU CHRIST, at last;

To Thy Cross, through death and judgment,

holding fast.