Sweetly the Birds Are Singing

Sweetly the birds are sing­ing

At East­er dawn;

Sweetly the bells are ring­ing

On East­er morn.

And the words that they say

On East­er day

Are Christ the Lord is ris’n.

Birds! cease ye not your sing­ing

At East­er dawn;

Bells! be ye ev­er ring­ing

On East­er morn.

In the spring of the year

When East­er is here

Sing Christ the Lord is ris’n.

Buds! ye soon will be flow­ers

Cherry and white;

Snow storms will change to show­ers

Darkness to light;

With the wak­en­ing of spring

Oh! sweet­ly sing

Lo! Christ the Lord is ris’n.

Easter buds were grow­ing

Ages ago;

Easter li­lies were blow­ing

By wa­ter’s flow.

All na­ture was glad

No crea­ture was sad

For Christ the Lord was ris’n.