'Twas Easter-Sunday. The full-blossomed trees
Filled all the air with fragrance and with joy.

'Twas Easter-Sunday. The full-blossomed trees
Filled all the air with fragrance and with joy.

Christ is our Passover!
And we will keep the feast
With the new leaven,
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Christ is our Passover!
And we will keep the feast
With the new leaven,
The bread of heaven:
All welcome, even the least!

God expects from men something more than at such times, and that
it were much to be wished for read more

God expects from men something more than at such times, and that
it were much to be wished for the credit of their religion as
well as the satisfaction of their conscience that their Easter
devotions would in some measure come up to their Easter dress.

O chime of sweet Saint Charity,
Peal soon that Easter morn
When Christ for all shall risen read more

O chime of sweet Saint Charity,
Peal soon that Easter morn
When Christ for all shall risen be,
And in all hearts new-born!
That Pentecost when utterance clear
To all men shall be given,
When all shall say My Brother here,
And hear My Son in heaven!

The fasts are done; the Aves said;
The moon has filled her horn
And in the solemn read more

The fasts are done; the Aves said;
The moon has filled her horn
And in the solemn night I watch
Before the Easter morn.
So pure, so still the starry heaven,
So hushed the brooding air,
I could hear the sweep of an angel's wings
If one should earthward fare.

Come, ye saints, look here and wonder,
See the place where Jesus lay;
He has burst His read more

Come, ye saints, look here and wonder,
See the place where Jesus lay;
He has burst His bands asunder;
He has borne our sins away;
Joyful tidings,
Yes, the Lord has risen to-day.

Easter is the demonstration of God that life is essentially spiritual and timeless.

Easter is the demonstration of God that life is essentially spiritual and timeless.

Easter says you can put truth in a grave, but it won't stay there.

Easter says you can put truth in a grave, but it won't stay there.

I think of the garden after the rain;
And hope to my heart comes singing,
"At morn read more

I think of the garden after the rain;
And hope to my heart comes singing,
"At morn the cherry-blooms will be white,
And the Easter bells be ringing!"