E. A. Woodward - Easter Thoughts lyrics

The sleepless night in awful anguish spent, Great crimson drops the holy features steep; Those left to watch, in peaceful quiet sleep, The howling mob by treacherous priesthood sent With swords and staves, by faithless Judas led, With vain salute, Hail, Master! And that sign, A traitor's kiss--the frightened followers fled And murderous demons seize their Lord, divine. The priestly court--false witnesses are sought, The Roman court--not guilty--yet condemned, The cruel cross--a world's redemption bought, The quaking earth with awful darkness hemmed; The Roman guard--the grave securely sealed, The opened tomb--the risen Lord revealed.