441. Come, Ye Faithful, Raise the Strain

1 Come, ye faithful, raise the strain
Of triumphant gladness;
God had brought his Israel
Into joy from sadness;
Loosed from Pharaoh's bitter yoke
Jacob's sons and daughters;
Led them with unmoistened foot
Through the Red Sea waters.

2 'Tis the spring of souls today;
Christ has burst his prison,
And from three days' sleep in death
As a sun has risen;
All the winter of our sins,
Long and dark, is flying
From his light, to whom we give
Laud and praise undying.

3 Now the queen of seasons, bright
With the day of splendor,
With the royal feast of feasts,
Comes its joy to render;
Comes to gladen faithful hearts
Who with true affection
Welcome in unwearied strains
Jesus' resurrection.

4 Neither could the gates of death,
Nor the tomb's dark portal,
Nor the watchers, nor the seal
Hold him as a mortal;
For today among the Twelve
Christ appeared bestowing
Lasting peace which evermore
Passes human knowing.

5 "Alleuia!" now we cry
To our King immortal,
Who, triumphant, burst the bars
Of the tomb's dark portal;
"Alleluia!" with the Son,
God the Father praising;
"Alleluia!" yet again
To the Spirit raising.

Text Information
First Line: Come, ye faithful raise the strain
Title: Come, Ye Faithful, Raise the Strain
Greek Title: Аσωμεν παντεζ λαοι
Author: John of Damascus, c. 675-c. 749
Translator: John M. Neale, 1818-1866 (alt.)
Meter: 7 6 7 6 D
Language: English
Publication Date: 1994
Scripture: ; ;
Tune Information
Name: GAUDEAMUS PARITER
Composer: Johann Horn, c. 1495-1547
Meter: 7 6 7 6 D
Key: F Major



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