Poor Bishop Hooper
Jesus Is Laid in the Tomb
[Verse 1]
Go on brothers, lay Him down
Go on brothers, lay Him down
Go wrap His body with a clean, white shroud
Roll that stone, leave Him in the ground
Go on brothers, lay Him down
[Verse 2]
Go on sisters, cry for Him
Go on sisters, cry for Him
But wipe your eyes and dry your skin
The crying will be done in three mornings
Go on sisters, cry for Him
[Verse 3]
Hold on children, wait and see
Hold on children, wait and see
The death that's come is a death too weak
And can't take my Jesus, cannot take my King
So hold on children, wait and see
[Verse 4]
Oh glory, glory, won't you come for me?
Glory, glory, won't you come for me?
I know your slumber is a momentary sleep
I feel you rising up from the deep
Oh glory, glory will come for me