Jubilate (Greiner)

How ju­bi­lant and clear they ring

Those joy­ous East­er bells;

As to and fro their great tongues swing

How sweet the mu­sic swells;

The gen­tle breez­es catch the tones

And waft them far and near;

Of hope and com­fort do they speak

Unto the list­en­ing ear.

Jubilate

ju­bi­la­te

Hear as they gent­ly swing

Jubilate

Je­sus Christ for­ev­er­more is king

Jubilate

ju­bi­la­te

Hear as they gent­ly swing

Jubilate

Christ fore’er is king.

How cheer­ily and blithe they ring

Those glad­some East­er bells;

As to and fro their great tongues swing

Of love their mu­sic tells.

The Fa­ther sent His on­ly Son

From realms of bliss on high

Upon the Mount of Cal­va­ry

For sin­ful men to die.

How mer­ri­ly and gai­ly ring

Those hap­py East­er bells;

As to and fro their great tongues swing

How clear their mus­ic swells;

The grave could not en­chain our king

Death must yield up its prey;

The Vic­tor ov­er ev­ery foe

Christ Je­sus rose to­day.