kurie, esphragismenou tou taphou
tr., John Brownlie
When wicked hands had firmly sealed
The silent tomb,
Then cam'st Thou forth, O Christ, as from
The Virgin's womb.
Thine Incarnation angels viewed
With wondering gaze;
And soldiers saw the empty tomb
In strange amaze.
Search they in vain, those mysteries lay
In night concealed:
The God-man and His rising were
For ever sealed.
Yet to the humble who by faith
Their Lord adore,
Those mysteries fade before their sight
Grant us who sing those mysteries now
A claim to praise;
And let Thy mercy bless our lives,
Now, and always.