Awake, O Earth

Awake

awake

O earth!

Thy many voic­es raise

And let the ec­ho­ing hills

Repeat the note of praise.

Let all the isles re­joice

Let seas take up the strain;

Christ from the dead hath come

He lives

he lives again.

He lives! Christ lives! He lives again.

Our ris­en Lord

to­day!

Christ from the dead hath come

He lives

He lives again.

Awake

awake

O earth!

Forget the hour of gloom

When in thy shud­der­ing breast

Thy mak­er claimed a tomb.

Put off thy win­try robes

For garb of joy­ous spring;

Crown thee with li­lies fair

To greet the ris­en King.

Bring trea­sures of the field

Bring leaf and blos­som sweet;

Thy choic­est and thy best

Before His pierc­èd feet.

While all thy sons are glad

And tears are put away

Let youth and age alike

Sing Christ is ris­en to­day.

Lift up thy gates with praise

And robes of joy put on;

The Lord of life and death

Has ris­en to His throne;

He hath gone up on high

And giv­eth gifts to men;

He lives

no more to die

He lives

he lives again.