Text: | Hail! The Morn with Gladness Crowned |
Translator: | John Brownlie |
Hail! the morn with gladness crowned,
Morn of morns, O glad and glorious!
When the Lord of Life, renowned,
Brake the bands of death, victorious.
Hades gazed in dread surprise,
As the light the darkness sundered;
Prisoners raised their weary eyes
Lit with hope, and mutely wondered.
Wounded was the Victor's brow,
Where the angry thorns distressed it;
But the conqueror's laurel now
Winding, on His forehead rested.
Hail! the Man from death arisen.
Hail! the Christ a Victor glorious.
Thou hast broken hades' prison,
Christ, the Son of God, victorious.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Hail! the morn with gladness crowned |
Title: | Hail! The Morn with Gladness Crowned |
Translator: | John Brownlie |
Meter: | 7.8.7.8 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1902 |