Cole J. Banning

Sabbath day. Resting  day.
Jesus, Lord, is gone away.
Spirit-born from St. Mary's womb,
Laid to rest in a cold, dark tomb.
Christ has gone to the grave.
Christ has gone to the grave.

Sabbath day. Quiet day.
Our Lord's mercy has paved the way.
Christ descended to Satan's domain
Where the righteous shall no more remain.
Harrowed, Hell has no power.
Harrowed, Hell has no power.

Sabbath day. Mourning day.
Let this not you dismay.
While women weep with grieving sighs,
Angels wait for their Lord to rise.
For Christ shall conquer death.
For Christ shall conquer death.

Sabbath day. Long-passed day. 
Score o' centuries divorced from today.
As the memory fades into history,
Still we proclaim our faith's sweet mystery:
The Christ will come again.
The Christ will come again.