34*. Ye Trembling Saints Who Love the Lord

C.M.
by P. Doddridge
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Ye trembling saints who love the Lord,
 
Chase all your fears away;
 
For lo! the tomb is empty now — 
 
The place where Jesus lay.
2
Thus low the Lord of life was brought,
 
Such wonders love can do;
 
There cold in death that bosom lay
 
Which throbbed and bled for you.
3
Then raise your eyes, and tune your songs,
 
For Jesus lives again;
 
Not all the powers of death and hell
 
The Savior could detain.
4
Exalted far above the skies,
 
Behold your living Head,
 
The Lord upon the Father’s throne,
 
Who dwelt among the dead.
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