Alleluia, Song of Gladness

Alleluia

song of glad­ness

Voice of joy that can­not die;

Alleluia is the an­them

Ever dear to choirs on high;

In the house of God ab­id­ing

Thus they sing eter­nal­ly.

Alleluia thou re­sound­est

True Je­ru­sa­lem and free;

Alleluia

joy­ful mo­ther

All thy child­ren sing with thee;

But by Ba­by­lon’s sad wa­ters

Mourning ex­iles now are we.

Alleluia we de­serve not

Here to chant for­ev­er­more;

Alleluia our trans­gress­ions

Make us for a while give o’er;

For the ho­ly time is com­ing

Bidding us our sins de­plore.

Therefore in our hymns we pray Thee

Grant us

bless­èd Tri­ni­ty

At the last to keep Thine East­er

In our home be­yond the sky;

There to Thee for­ev­er sing­ing

Alleluia joy­ful­ly.