How many are still doing what these disciples did! How many echo Mary's despairing cry, "They have taken away the Lord, . . . and we know not where they have laid Him"! To how many might the Saviour's words be spoken, "Why weepest thou? whom seekest thou?" He is close beside them, but their tear-blinded eyes do not discern Him. He speaks to them, but they do not understand. Oh that the bowed head might be lifted, that the eyes might be opened to behold Him, that the ears might listen to His voice! "Go quickly, and tell His disciples that He is risen." Bid them look not to Joseph's new tomb, that was closed with a great stone, and sealed with the Roman seal. Christ is not there. Look not to the empty sepulcher. Mourn not as those who are hopeless and helpless. Jesus lives, and because He lives, we shall live also. From grateful hearts, from lips touched with holy fire, let the glad song ring out, Christ is risen! He lives to make intercession for us. Grasp this hope, and it will hold the soul like a sure, tried anchor. Believe, and thou shalt see the glory of God.

Ak, gid dog det bøjede hoved atter måtte hæve sig, at øjnene måtte åbnes, så de så ham, at ørerne måtte lytte til hans stemmet "Skynd jer hen og sig til hans disciple, at han er opstanden fra de døde." Sig til dem, at de ikke skal se på Josefs nye grav, der var lukket med en stor sten og forseglet med det romerske segl. Kristus er ikke dér. Se ikke på den tomme grav. Sørg ikke som mennesker, der er uden håb og hjælp. Jesus lever, og fordi han lever, skal også vi leve. Lad den glade sang: Kristus er opstanden! klinge fra taknemmelige hjerter, fra læber, der er berørt af Himmelens ild. Han lever for at gå i forbøn for os. Grib dette håb, og det vil holde sjælen fast som et sikkert og prøvet anker. Tro, og du skal se Guds herlighed.