1. Sweet that word of Thine, Lord Jesus,
"I the re­sur­rect­ion am";
From among the dead it frees us,
We be­liev­ing in Thy name,
Gracious Sav­ior,
Let us now Thy love pro­claim.

2. Should we die, then re­sur­rect­ion!
Then the glor­ious mys­te­ry!
Raised to show a long per­fect­ion,
In Thy like­ness we shall be,
In a mo­ment,
Raised to im­mor­tal­ity.

3. They who live on earth re­main­ing
Till Thy com­ing, ne’er shall die;
Never need a re­sur­rect­ion—
Simply gath’­ring to the sky;
In a mo­ment
In the twink­ling of an eye.

4. Hallelujah! Hal­le­lu­jah!
Hal­le­lu­jah ’mid the skies!
Hal­l­elu­jah! Hal­le­lu­jah!
From our ran­somed tongues shall rise:
Oh! what glo­ry
To have gained our long-loved prize.