159 Morning Breaks upon the Tomb

1 Morning breaks upon the tomb; Jesus scatters all its gloom. Day of triumph through the skies; See the glorious Savior rise. 2 You who are of death afraid, Triumph in the scattered shade. Drive your anxious cares away; See the place where Jesus lay. 3 Christians, dry your flowing tears; Chase your unbelieving fears. Look on his deserted grave; Doubt no more his pow'r to save.