He Is Risen from the Dead

Incipit

He is ris­en from the dead

Hence de­part all sad­ness!

Christ is ris­en! this we sing…

In our East­er glad­ness!

He is risen! we who watched

Thro’ the night of sor­row

Waiting for the Lord’s re­turn

On the glor­ious mor­row!

Listen now with great de­light

To the won­drous sto­ry;

Welcome with ex­ceed­ing joy

Christ

the Lord of glo­ry!

He is ris­en! in His might

King of kings ex­cel­ling;

All cre­ation lifts her voice

These glad tid­ings tell­ing:

He who lay with­in the grave

And to hell des­cend­ed

Conquers death

and hath to­day

Hell’s do­min­ion end­ed.

In our midst our mas­ter stands

Lifts His hands in bless­ing;

Here by faith His feet we clasp

Him as God con­fess­ing:

Then the prints of love be­hold

Hands and feet once wound­ed

Head once crowned with thorns

with light

Evermore sur­round­ed.

Fear not

ye who seek the Lord!

Jesus in His beau­ty

Waits to wel­come all who tread

Paths of lov­ing du­ty.

Jesu

keep us ev­er safe

Under Thy pro­tect­ion

Till we see Thee face to face

In the Re­sur­rect­ion.