The Holy Anthem

Alleluia! Al­le­lu­ia!

Let the ho­ly an­them rise

And the choirs of Heav­en chant it

In the tem­ple of the skies;

Let the mount­ains skip with glad­ness

And the joy­ful val­leys ring

With ho­san­nas in the high­est

To our Sav­ior and our king.

Alleluia! Al­le­lu­ia!

Like the sun from out the wave

He has ris­en up in tri­umph

From the dark­ness of the grave

He’s the splen­dor of the na­tions

He’s the lamp of end­less day;

He’s the ve­ry Lord of glo­ry

Who is ris­en up to­day.

Alleluia! Al­le­lu­ia!

Blessèd Je­sus make us rise

From the life of this cor­rupt­ion

To the life that nev­er dies.

May Your glo­ry be our por­tion

When the days of time are past

And the dead shall be awak­ened

By the trum­pet’s migh­ty blast.