At tranquil dawn, that first glad Easter day—
Where lilies bloomed, where Truth revealed its might
When human thought was lifted to its height—
Two Marys came, to see where Jesus lay.
A shaft of sunlight pierced the morning's gray,
Dispelled the somber gloom, the shadowed night,
Then, lengthening, bathed the tomb with radiant light;
And there, behold! the stone was rolled away.
Amid their grief his own disciples heard,
And there was doubt; yet they obeyed his word
And met him on a hill of Galilee:
He talked with them, that they might know and see
That though he left their earthly sight that day,
The Christ—the living Truth—abides alway.
