O Earth, on Easter Morning

O Earth

on East­er morn­ing

All ju­bi­lant­ly sing

As on the dear Lord’s al­tar

We lay the flow­ers of spring.

They seemed to die in au­tumn

But lo

to­day they bloom;

So Christ who died has ris­en

In beau­ty from the tomb.

Lo

Christ the Lord is ris­en!

O Earth

lift up thy voice

In joy of East­er morn­ing

The Sav­ior lives: re­joice!

Behold

the grave is emp­ty

In which the Sav­ior lay;

O’er sin and death tri­umph­ant

He lives in Heav’n to­day;

And as our Savior liv­eth

We know that we shall live

And share with Him the glo­ry

He prom­is­eth to give.

All hail

Thou ris­en Sav­ior!

By Thy de­sert­ed tomb

Faith stands and points us heav’n­ward

Above earth’s grief and gloom.

There in the spring of Heav­en

The soul’s white flow­er shall rise

From out earth’s win­ter slum­ber

And bloom in para­dise.