Spring bursts to-day,
For Christ is risen and all the earth's at play.

Spring bursts to-day,
For Christ is risen and all the earth's at play.

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!

See the land, her Easter keeping, Rises as her Maker rose. Seeds, so long in darkness sleeping, Burst at last read more

See the land, her Easter keeping, Rises as her Maker rose. Seeds, so long in darkness sleeping, Burst at last from winter snows. Earth with heaven above rejoices...

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!

Ye Heavens, how sang they in your courts,
How sang the angelic choir that day,
When from read more

Ye Heavens, how sang they in your courts,
How sang the angelic choir that day,
When from his tomb the imprisoned God,
Like the strong sunrise, broke away?

Tomb, thou shalt not hold Him longer;
Death is strong, but Life is stronger;
Stronger than the read more

Tomb, thou shalt not hold Him longer;
Death is strong, but Life is stronger;
Stronger than the dark, the light;
Stronger than the wrong, the right;
Faith and Hope triumphant say
Christ will rise on Easter Day.

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 spells out beauty, the rare beauty of new life.

Easter spells out beauty, the rare beauty of new life.

Hail, Day of days! in peals of praise
Throughout all ages owned,
When Christ, our God, hell's read more

Hail, Day of days! in peals of praise
Throughout all ages owned,
When Christ, our God, hell's empire trod,
And high o'er heaven was throned.