Merrily, Cheerily

lyricist: Irvin Mack, 1900
Composer: Lincoln Hall

Merrily

cheer­ily

let us sing;

Highest praise let us raise to our king;

Over land

ov­er sea

send the strain

Christ the Sav­ior lives again;

He lives to save the world from sin;

He lives to bring the wan­der­ers in;

He is our Sav­ior

praise Him for­ev­er

Hail our ris­en Lord!

He arose

He arose

He arose a vic­tor over death;

Shout aloud He arose

He arose from the grave

All hail to our ris­en Lord.

Raise the strain

once again

scat­ter gloom;

He arose

con­quer­ing foes from the tomb;

On the air

sweet and clear

hear the song;

Let the earth the sound pro­long;

He burst the bars that held Him bound;

He scat­tered light on all around;

He is our Sav­ior

praise Him for­ev­er

Hail our ris­en Lord!

Night is past

day at last o’er us gleams;

Light of love

from above

on us beams;

See to­day

on our way

all is bright;

Past is now the gloom of night;

We come to­day with grate­ful lay

To praise the Lord of light and day;

He is our Sav­ior

praise Him for­ev­er

Hail our ris­en Lord!

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