Christ Our God and Lord Is Risen

Christ our God and Lord is ris­en

From the sealed and guard­ed pri­son;

Tell it out

ye Christ­ian peo­ple!

Ring the chimes from tow­er and stee­ple.

Hark the feast­er greets the feast­er;

Christmas shouts aloud to East­er—

In ex­cel­sis glo­ria! In ex­cel­sis glo­ria!

In ex­cel­sis glo­ria!

Jesus springs from death and scorn­ing

On this glad­some East­er morn­ing.

Children

sing that glo­ri­ous ris­ing

Earth and Heav’n with joy sur­pris­ing:

Echo back the an­gels’ chant­ing—

Let no voice to­day be want­ing—

Ris’n is He with pow­er to save us

From the sins that still en­slave us;

Ris’n in ma­jes­ty to lead us

To the home in Heav’n de­creed us;

Fittest mu­sic for this mirth-day

Is the chant that hailed His birth­day—

Holy Christ

ac­cept the prais­es

Which each fee­ble voice up­rais­es;

And when life shall here have end­ing

May our souls to Thee as­cend­ing

Join Thy saints—like them for­giv­en—

In that hap­pi­est song of Heav­en—