Zion's Harp
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183. CHRIST THE RESURRECTED

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​Author:  Benjamin Schmolck (1672-1737)
​Composer:  Hans Georg Nägeli (1773-1836)​

​1. Rise, O soul and break the bondage
    Of the vanities of life!
    Journey onward to the kingdom;
    Leave the turmoil and the strife!
    In this world and time we see
    Naught but endless vanity.
 
2. Turn your heart to the fair city,
    To the peaceful Zion there.
    Let no worldly hope deceive you;
    Hasten now its joys to share.
    Let naught lead you e’er astray,
    As you walk the heav’nly way.
 
3. To the Saviour’s grave now hasten,
    Where He lay in calm repose.
    Christ, in strength from God the Father,
    From the grave in triumph rose.
    Thus the path of life He made,
    With His blood your ransom paid.
 
4. Jesus bore all our transgressions
    With Him there upon the cross,
    And for us endured the anguish,
    As a meek lamb suffered loss;
    There He won for me and thee
    Life and joy eternally.
 
5. Death, the first, is now forever
    Conquered and his might laid low,
    For the Hero broke that scepter
    When He to the grave did go.
    Bonds are broken, dungeon’s might;
    Liberty is brought to light!
 
6. Now the very sting is taken
    That gave second death its power;
    Vanquished is the evil dragon
    That so long did fiercely lower.
    Now the serpent’s poison may
    No believer’s heart dismay.
 
7. O, the lovely, glorious portal,
    That o’er Jesus’ grave I see:
    “Jesus lives!” O words immortal,
    Like a magnet drawing me!
    “Jesus lives!” This, too, I see:
    “Who believes shall live with Me!”
 
8. Thought of death does not appall me;
    Jesus is my life and all.
    I am now an heir of glory.
    Though the mortal body fall
    Into dust, again I’ll rise
    When He calls me from the skies.
 
9. Now with Job I say believing:
    Jesus, my Redeemer, lives!
    New life I will be receiving
    By the power that He gives;
    He, the Strong, will me not leave,
    Till He fin’lly breaks my grave.
 
10. As to Christ I cling forever,
      He the Head, I, member true,
      So He will forsake me never
      Whatsoe’er I might pass through.
      He, the First-fruit, goes ahead
      That I may by Him be led.
 
11. Adam being dead within me,
      Henceforth live Thou, Lord, in me.
      What Thy sacred death did win me,
      May it bring much fruit to Thee;
      May the Spirit victor be
      And the flesh succumb to Thee.
 
12. Thou of life the Prince and Giver,
      For Thy death I now thank Thee!
      Now my faith is fruitless never;
      And my hope in death shall be
      That in death I trust in Thee,
      I shall not forsaken be!
 
13. O, how will the voice be ringing
      That doth call us from the grave!
      What sound will the trump be bringing,
      Piercing every burial-cave:
      “Come, ye dead,” it loudly cries;
      “Nothing hinders ye, arise!”
 
14. Thou the dust will then enliven;
      All the bones new life will see;
      A new form I will be given
      Then I shall immortal be;
      And transfigured by Thy hand,
      In Thy likeness I shall stand.
 
15. In my Saviour’s resurrection
      There is comfort; I am blest.
      In His life my hopes renewing,
      In His love my soul shall rest.
      Everything I have in Thee,
      Life and hope and victory.

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Thanks be to those souls who labored to write and compose this treasure of praise, many now only known to GOD!

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  • Home
    • Stories of Faith >
      • The Prodigal Son and the Zion’s Harp
      • Steep and Thorny is the Way
      • With Your Zion’s Harps Now Chiming, Praise the Lord!
      • Faithful Unto Death Remain
      • A Loving Devotion to Producing Zion’s Harps, One Copy Per Year
      • Hungarians Begin to Visit Brethren in Communist Ukraine
      • Zion’s Harp Melody Bridges Language Gap
      • Brethren Be Ye Not Affrighted
      • A Letter from Prison
    • Authors
    • Composers
  • Translations
    • Neue Zionsharfe- German
    • Új Sion Hárfa- Hungarian
    • Xapɸa Cиoha- Serbian
    • Noua Harfă A Sionului- Romainian
    • Svete Pisme Novog Siona- Sokac
    • Cithare Davida illi pisme Novog Siona- Bunjevac
    • Harfa Siona- Slovak
    • ПЕСНІ І ХВАЛУ У ХРІСТІ- Ukrainian
    • Zion's Harp
    • Apostolic Christian Hymnal >
      • ACH Texts
      • ACH Sheet Music
    • Arpa De Sion- Spanish
    • Nova Harpa de Sião- Portuguese
    • Sions Harfa- Swedish
    • シオンの竪琴 - Japanese
    • Harfa Siona- Croatian
  • Contact
  • Shop
  • Acknowledgements