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First Line: Christ the lord is risen to-day!
Last Line: And earth and heaven together meet in ecstasies of glory.
Alternate Author Name(s): Van Deth, Gerrit, Mrs.
Subject(s): Crucifixion; Easter; Holidays; Jesus Christ = Suffering & Sacrifice; Jesus Christ - Crucifixion; The Resurrection


CHRIST the Lord is risen to-day!
Sons of men and angels say,
Raise your joys and triumphs high,
Sing ye heavens, and earth reply.

Sweet, sweet and clear the dear old strain across the aisles is pealing,
The choir uplifts its stately chords that throb with tender feeling,
For never time as Easter time brings gladness to our eyes,
When morning unto evening tells the rapture of the skies.

Love's redeeming work is done,
Fought the fight, the battle's won.
Lo! the sun's eclipse is o'er,
Lo! He sets in blood no more.

Again we read the wondrous tale, how on the Cross they bound Him,
How Jew and Roman jeered and scoffed in cruel throngs around Him,
Till noon forgot its light in gloom and all the world grew black,
While He who came to save us paid the price with naught held back.

Vain the stone, the watch, the seal;
Christ hath burst the gates of hell!
Death in vain forbids His rise,
Christ hath opened Paradise.

Oh! listen, thrilling far and loud the Gloria strains excelling,
For death for evermore is dead, triumphant shouts are swelling.
They who have passed beyond the stream and reached the other side,
Exult in life that never ends; with Christ are satisfied.

Hail, the Lord of earth and heaven!
Praise to Thee by both be given!
Thee we greet triumphant now;
Hail! the Resurrection Thou!

In solemn joy, in trustful hope, in faith that cannot falter,
This Easter Day we bring our meed of praises to God's altar.
All crowns are set on Christ's dear head, the crown of thorns that wore;
Forever and forever more our Saviour we adore.

Oh! risen Lord victorious, oh! Son of God Most High,
Who for our sins did bear the yoke, who came for us to die;
In Thee we conquer death and hell, in Thee we rise and reign;
Life throbs to-day victorious in every pulsing vein.

We have no fear, we have no doubt, we read redemption's story,
And earth and heaven together meet in ecstasies of glory.





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