This Joyful Eastertide
Away With Sin And Sorrow!
My Love, The Crucified,
Has Sprung To Life This Morrow.
Had Christ, Who Once Was Slain,
Not Burst His Three-Day Prison,
Our Faith Had Been In Vain:
But Now Hath Christ Arisen,
Arisen, Arisen;
But Now Has Christ Arisen!
Death’s Flood Has Lost Its Chill
Since Jesus Crossed The River.
Lover Of Souls, From Ill
My Passing Soul Deliver.
My Flesh In Hope Shall Rest
And For A Season Slumber
Till Trump From East To West
Shall Wake The Dead In Number.
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