Lazarus

There was a little family

That lived in Bethany;

Two sisters and their brother

Composed a family.



They lived in peace and pleasure

For a many a long years;

They laid away their treasures

Beyond this vale of tears.



Yet, while they lived so happy.

So pure, so kind and good,

Their brother was afflicted

And rued life throned in bed.



The news came to the sisters.

Laid Lazarus in the tomb

And prayed for to comfort

And drive away their gloom.



When Jesus heard the tidings

Low in the distant land,

So slowly did he travel

To meet that lonely band.



When Jesus was a-coming,

Mary met Him on the way

And told Him how her brother

Had died and passed away.



He cheered her and He blessed her

And told her not to weep,

For in Him was the power

To wake him from his sleep.



When He was coming nigher,

Marthy ran and met Him too

And at His feet a-weeping

Rehearsed the tale of woe.



When Jesus saw her weeping,

He fell a-weeping too

And wept until they showed him

Where Lazarus laid in tomb.



He rolled away the cover

And walked upon the ground

Within full life and vigor

He walked upon the ground.



So if we but love Jesus

And do His Holy will,

Like Marthy and Mary

And Lazarus use it well.



From death He will redeem us

And take us to the sky

And bids live forever

Where pleasure never dies.



From Southern Folk Ballads, McNeil. Collected from Mrs. Hogan, TN,

1965.

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