The Lord
the Lord is risen!
Exulting angels sing!
He’s left the grave’s dark prison
And death has lost its sting.
No more shall men in anguish
His bleeding wounds survey
No more disciples languish
He comes! the Star of day.
Bring flowers
sweetest flowers
His pathway to adorn
And hail the joyous hours
Of this fair Easter morn.
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