Lo! The Glorious Dawn Is Breaking

Lo! the glo­ri­ous dawn is break­ing

And the night of gloom is gone

All the earth from slum­ber wak­ing

Hails with joy the East­er morn!

Lo! the sun’s bright rays are peep­ing

Over Cal­va­ry’s crim­son height;

Soldier guards who watch were keep­ing

Saw Him rise in pow­er and might!

Lo! the sun’s bright rays are peep­ing

Over Cal­va­ry’s crim­son height;

Soldier guards who watch were keep­ing

Saw Him rise in pow­er and might!

Mary ran with foot­steps fleet­er

Than the oth­er two that went—

Where an ang­el sat to greet her

And the grave a glo­ry lent.

With their spic­es they were go­ing

To the tomb where Je­sus lay—

Faithful ones

with­out the know­ing

Who should roll the stone away?

With their spic­es they were go­ing

To the tomb where Je­sus lay—

Faithful ones

with­out the know­ing

Who should roll the stone away?

To the rich man’s new se­pul­cher

Mary’s ea­ger feet drew near;

Lo

she saw the tomb was op­en

And her heart was filled with fear!

At the grave she stooped

and peep­ing

Angels saw in white ar­rayed

Where her Lord was late­ly sleep­ing

And the clothes aside were laid!

At the grave she stooped

and peep­ing

Angels saw in white ar­rayed

Where her Lord was late­ly sleep­ing

And the clothes aside were laid!

Back she drew with fear and quak­ing

But the an­gel watch­er said:

Jesus is among the liv­ing

Seek Him not among the dead.

He is ris­en

He is ris­en

Now dis­pel thy gloom and fear;

From the grave’s em­brace and pri­son

Rose tri­umph­ant

He’s not here!

He is ris­en

He is ris­en

Now dis­pel thy gloom and fear;

From the grave’s em­brace and pri­son

Rose tri­umph­ant

He is not here!

Shout with glad­dest ac­cla­ma­tion

Raise with joy the glad­some sound

And with great ac­ce­le­ra­tion

Spread to earth’s re­mot­est bound.

He is ris­en! great in glo­ry;

Death is van­quished

lost its sting!

Vain the grave can boast of vic­to­ry

He is ris­en Christ the King!

He is ris­en! great in glo­ry;

Death is van­quished

lost its sting!

Vain the grave can boast of vic­to­ry

He is ris­en Christ the King!