Mary at the Garden tomb
"My Lord, who dead and buried lay, of late
Made void this tomb and stood before my face;
And I was first of all his ransomed race:
At first I knew him not! nor pondered there
By what strong means at that unseemly hour
The gard'ner should with some uncanny power
Have borne him hence beyond my reach.
But when he spoke, calling out my name,
And I beheld my Saviour standing there,
My heart did leap with sheer and utter joy;
'Twas then, O Lord, that recognition came:
With tear-dimmed eyes my precious Lord to greet,
I knelt in the dust to grasp his feet."
