Sing His Triumph

O’er the east­ern sky rose tints faint­ly lie

See the dawn is nigh

sha­dows flee;

Lo

in swift des­cent an­gel forms are bent

All the seals are rent

Christ is free.

Sing His tri­umph

tell the won­drous sto­ry;

Christ has ris’n

oh

tell it o’er and o’er;

Christ hath ris’n

the Lord of life and glo­ry

And He lives for­ev­er­more.

All their watch­ful zeal

guard and stone and seal

To us now re­veal Jesus’ pow­er;

Ere the morn awakes

all His bonds He breaks;

Life again He takes

bless­èd hour!

Past the bit­ter night

with the dawn­ing light

All the tomb is bright—sound His praise;

Christ all glo­ri­ous see

His the vic­to­ry

To eter­ni­ty

end­less days.

Sing His tri­umph

tell the won­drous sto­ry;

Christ has ris’n

oh

tell it o’er and o’er;

Christ hath ris’n

the Lord of life and glo­ry

And He lives for­ev­er­more.

All their watch­ful zeal

guard and stone and seal

To us now re­veal Jesus’ pow­er;

Ere the morn awakes

all His bonds He breaks;

Life again He takes

bless­èd hour!

Past the bit­ter night

with the dawn­ing light

All the tomb is bright—sound His praise;

Christ all glo­ri­ous see

His the vic­to­ry

To eter­ni­ty

end­less days.