RISEN

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.

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

Vain the stone, the watch, the seal;
Christ has burst the gates of hell;
Death in vain forbids his rise;
Christ has opened paradise.

Lives again our glorious King;
Where, O Death, is now thy sting?
Once he died our souls to save;
Where’s thy victory, boasting Grave?

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

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