sepulchre they saw a young man, emblem
of the immortal youth of God's angels, sitting on the right side,
clothed in a long white garment, and they were affrighted. Presently,
as they were much perplexed, behold, two men stood by them in shining
garments; and as they were afraid and bowed down their faces to the
earth, they said unto them, "Be not affrighted, ye seek Jesus, which
was crucified. He is not here; for He is risen, as He said. Remember
how He said into you when He was yet in Galilee, that He would rise
again. Come, see the place where they laid Him. And go quickly, tell
His disciples, and Peter, that He goeth before you into Galilee; there
shall ye see Him, as He said unto you." And they departed quickly from
the sepulchre with fear and great joy; and did run to bring His
disciples word.

In the meanwhile, Peter and John were hurrying to the sepulchre by
another route, and probably reached it just after the women had left.
John, younger than Peter, had outrun him, but was withheld by
reverential awe from doing more than peering into the empty grave. The
linen clothes, lying orderly disposed, seem to have specially arrested
his notice, yet went he not in. Peter, however, went at once into the
sepulchre; he also saw the linen clothes, and especially that the cloth
which had covered the face of the dead was wrapped together in a place
by itself. Then John also went in; he saw and believed. It was
evident to them both that the tomb had not been rifled, nor the body
stolen by violent hands; for these garments and the spices would have
been of more value to thieves than a naked corpse. In any case,
thieves would not have been at the pains to fold the garments up so
carefully. Whilst the same indications proved that the body had not
been removed by friends; for they would not have left the grave-clothes
behind.

When the disciples had gone back to their own home, Mary stood without
at the door of the sepulchre weeping; and as she wept she stooped down,
and looked into the sepulchre. What earnest heart is there, that has
not at some time stood there with her, looking down into the grave of
ordinances, of spent emotions, of old and sacred memories, seeking
everywhere for the Redeemer, who had been once the dearest reality, the
one object of love and life? The two sentry-angels, who sat, the one
at the head and the other at the feet, where the body of Jesus had
lain, sought in vain to comfort her. "Wom