Christ Is Risen! Lift the Song

Christ is ris­en! lift the song

Of our East­er glad­ness;

With the bright tri­umph­ant throng

Cast away all sad­ness.

Springtide flow­ers tell us how

We must leave the sigh­ing

As we pass the sor­row now

Of our earth­ly dy­ing.

Lo

the Ma­ries in the gloom

Weeping

bowed with sor­row

Little dream­ing at the tomb

What their joy to­mor­row.

Whom they sought—the Lord—they found

Now no more in sad­ness;

Where did woe and grief abound

There He brought the glad­ness!

Lo

in all our sor­rows here

Often deep re­pin­ing

Through all doubt and dark­some fear

Easter sun is shin­ing;

Wherefore now on things ab­ove

Set we our af­fect­ion

Know the pow­er of Jesus’ love

By His re­sur­rect­ion.

Gladsome birds

fresh breez­es tell

With the sun­ny wea­ther

That dear creed we love so well

All things rise to­ge­ther.

So the an­gels joy­ful­ly

Taught the won­drous sto­ry

Christ is ris’n! To Ga­li­lee

Go and preach His glo­ry.