He Arose on That Glad Easter Morning

The dear Lord who lived on the earth here be­low

Who blessed lit­tle child­ren that day long ago

Was cru­el­ly slain and was laid in a grave

But now He is liv­ing

His child­ren to save.

He arose on that glad East­er morn­ing.

Oh

sing your sweet prais­es with hearts light and gay

To Je­sus who rose at the dawn­ing of day;

To Je­sus who liv­eth and lov­eth for aye

Who rose on that glad East­er morn­ing.

The dear Lord who loved with the child­ren to be

Who said

Let the lit­tle ones come un­to Me

Tho’ once He was dead

now is liv­ing ab­ove

And still does He wel­come the child­ren to love.

He arose on that glad East­er morn­ing.

The dear Lord who loved child­ren’s prais­es the best

Who ten­der­ly ga­thered the lambs to His breast

Tho’ here He once died

now in Heav­en He lives

And bless­ings un­num­bered to child­ren He gives.

He arose on that glad East­er morn­ing.