| W. Garrett Horder, comp. The Poets’ Bible: New Testament. 1895. | | | | The Angels at the Sepulchre | | Thomas Toke Lynch (1818–1871) |
| | | THE GLORY of God from the way of the East | |
| Shines into the sepulchre, slumber has ceased; | |
| The stone, like a cloud, has moved lightly away, | |
| And on it there sits a strong angel of day. | |
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| Seize and bind him, ye soldiers,—he sits on the stone: | 5 |
| Not before him a bar, but beneath him a throne; | |
| Bedazzled and smit with his terrible light, | |
| They tremble, they fly, and they fall in their flight. | |
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| O, ring, bells of heaven; ye throngs of the blest, | |
| Again hallelujahs may swell from your breast; | 10 |
| Let surges of music, like summer seas bright, | |
| Re-ëcho and roll through the heavenly height. | |
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| They hated and sent Him in darkness to dwell | |
| Beneath the great mountains and billows of hell; | |
| But He lighted the caverns of ancient despair, | 15 |
| And with a new chain bound the fiend in his lair. | |
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| He’s at liberty set who so sorely was bruised; | |
| He triumphs to-day whom the people refused: | |
| Of all that have loved Him he’ll comfort the soul, | |
| Now his own wounded heart is for ever made whole. | 20 |
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| And, O, ye kind angels, who grieved for your song, | |
| Sing anew, for the right has prevailed o’er the wrong; | |
| The best of good-will shines through hatred and pain | |
| And glory and peace have arisen to reign. | | | | |
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