Easter Lilies (Plantz)

In grief’s pas­sion

deep and ho­ly

Mary’s eyes with tears were wet

Caring not for morn­ing’s splen­dor

Since her star of hope had set

While be­fore her stood the Mas­ter

Slowly

through a mist of tears

Showing her the ris­en Sav­ior

Heals all hearts and calms all fears.

Still He stands with­in the gar­den

Where we lay our loved ones now

Saying soft­ly to each mourn­er

Dear one

O why weep­est thou?

For since He has made His pil­low

In the sha­dow of the tomb

It should be the ho­ly por­tal

Where our sweet­est flow­ers bloom.

This is why we bring our li­lies

Pure and white this East­er day

For our Li­ly of the Val­ley

Takes from death its gloom away;

And as bursts the bud­ding blos­som

From earth’s pri­son

cold and dim

So we break our earth­ly fet­ters

And arise com­plete with Him.