All Hail the Gladsome Easter Morn

All hail the glad­some East­er morn

For which the spring­time’s flow’rs are born;

Earth wears her gay­est robes to­day

And casts her Lent­en garb away.

Ring out! Ring clear! Ring far and near

Oh

bells in stee­ples high!

Ring in the dawn of East­er morn

Beneath the spring­time sky.

Bloom

lil­ies

on your slen­der stems

To crown the day like dia­dems

And lift­ing up your pe­tals white

Make East­er al­tars glad and bright.

While ring so clear

from far and near

The bells in stee­ple high

And glad hearts raise their song of praise

Beneath the spring­time’s sky.