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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!
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...
On Easter Day the veil between time and eternity thins to gossamer.
On Easter Day the veil between time and eternity thins to gossamer.
"Christ the Lord is risen to-day,"
Sons of men and angels say.
Raise your joys and triumphs read more
"Christ the Lord is risen to-day,"
Sons of men and angels say.
Raise your joys and triumphs high;
Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply.
The resurrection gives my life meaning and direction and the opportunity to start over no matter what my circumstances.
The resurrection gives my life meaning and direction and the opportunity to start over no matter what my circumstances.
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.
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.
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.
