Magdalene, thy grief and gladness Voice and heart in concert sing, Telling how the risen Saviour Called thee from thy sorrowing, Tidings of his Resurrection To his chosen flock to bring. She beheld him, yet she knew not In the gardener's seeming guise Christ, who in her heart was sowing Seed of heavenly mysteries, Till his voice, her name pronouncing, Bade her see and recognise. Weep not, Mary, weep no longer! Now thy seeking heart may rest; Christ the heavenly gardener soweth Light and joy within thy breast; In the glowing cry 'Rabboni!' Be thy gratitude confest.