Flee Away, Ye Shades of Night!

Flee away

ye shades of night!

Sweetly breaks the morn­ing light;

Never was there morn like this

Dawning of eter­nal bliss;

As the light dis­pels the gloom

See! the East­er lil­ies bloom.

Flee away

ye shades of night!

Sweetly dawns the morn­ing light.

Flee away

O dark des­pair

As I greet the morn­ing fair;

Like the Mas­ter I shall rise

Where the day­light nev­er dies;

At the por­tal of the tomb

See! the East­er lil­ies bloom.

Risen Lord and Sav­ior dear

Let me feel Thee ev­er near.

From Thine emp­ty tomb there beams

Risen hopes o’er fad­ed dreams;

E’en amidst the val­ley’s gloom

See! the East­er lil­ies bloom.

As the cal­yx­es of gold

Rest within the lil­ies’ fold

Sweetly I may rest in Thee

And o’er death cry Vic­to­ry!

Boasting grave

I read thy doom

In the East­er lil­ies’ bloom.