It was “very early in the morning” (), “while it was still dark” ( ), that Jesus rose from the dead. Only the morning star, not the sun, shone down upon his tomb as it opened … And it will be during the darkness of the early morning, while only the morning star is shining, that Christ’s body—his church—will arise … the saints will disturb no one, and the world will not hear the voice that summons them …
To each will come the life-giving words, “Those who dwell in the dust wake up and shout for joy” (). Into their graves the earliest ray of glory will find its way. The saints will soak up the first light of morning, while the clouds of the eastern sky will give only the faintest hints of the uprising. The gentle fragrance of the morning, along with its soothing stillness, invigorating freshness, sweet loneliness and quiet purity—all so solemn and yet so full of hope—will be theirs.
Oh, how great the contrast between these blessings and the dark night through which they have just passed! Oh, how great the contrast between these blessings and the graves from which they have been freed! They will shake off the dirt of earth that once held them, flinging mortality aside, and will rise with glorified bodies “to meet the Lord in the air” (). The light of “the bright Morning Star” ( ) will guide them upward along a brand-new path. The beams of that star of the morning will, like the star of Bethlehem, direct them to the presence of the King. “Weeping may stay for the night, but rejoicing comes in the morning” ( ).
While the hosts cry Hosanna, from heaven descending,
With glorified saints and the angels attending,
With grace on his brow, like a halo of glory,
Will Jesus receive his own.
“‘Yes, I am coming soon.’ Amen. Come, Lord Jesus” ( ).