1 Christ, the Lord, is ris'n to day,
Sons of men and angels say.
Raise your joys and triumphs high;
Sing, ye heav'ns, and earth reply.
2 Love's redeeming work is done;
Fought the fight, the battle won.
Lo! our sun's eclipse is over.
Lo! he sets in blood no more.
3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal:
Christ has burst the gates of hell.
Death in vain forbids his rise;
Christ has open'd Paradise.
4 Lives again our glorious King:
Where, O death, is now thy sting?
Dying once, he all doth save:
Where thy victory, O grave?
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First Line: | Christ, the Lord, is ris'n to day |
Meter: | P. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1814 |
Topic: | Resurrection and Glory of Christ |