In Lowering Gloom and Cloudiness

In low­er­ing gloom and clou­di­ness

The sun had sunk to rest;

And drea­ri­est night had dark­ened o’er

The earth’s sin la­den breast;

But when that bright­est morn­ing broke

The woe and curse were o’er;

The pow­ers of death were van­quish­èd

And Sa­tan reigned no more.

The Sav­ior from the tomb arose

The dark­ness passed away

And o’er the world in beau­ty dawned

The glo­ri­ous East­er day.

The an­gels who in grief and awe

Had watched His suf­fer­ings dread

The ang­uish keen

the storm of woe

That ga­thered o’er His head

Now wake the strain with one ac­cord

Thro’ all the courts of Heav’n

To sing the praise of love di­vine

The joy of man for­giv­en.

The Sav­ior from the tomb arose

The dark­ness passed away

And o’er the world in beau­ty dawn­ed

The glo­ri­ous East­er day.

Again the light of East­er dawns

And shall we si­lent be

Nor bless the love

the grace

the pow­er

That us from death set free?

With ho­ly joy from ear­li­est dawn

Let each his voice up­raise

And thro’ the ran­somed world re­sound

Our great Re­deem­er’s praise.

O praise the Fa­ther

praise the Son!

And Ho­ly Spir­it blessed!

And be the name of God most high

Thro’ ev­ery land con­fessed.