The day of resurrection!
Earth, tell it out abroad;
the Passover of gladness,
the Passover of God.
From death to life eternal,
from this world to the sky,
our Christ hath brought us over
with hymns of victory.
Our hearts be pure from evil,
that we may see aright
the Lord in rays eternal
of resurrection light;
and listening to his accents,
may hear, so calm and plain,
his own “All hail!” and hearing,
may raise the victor strain.
Now let the heav’ns be joyful,
let earth her song begin;
let all the world keep triumph,
and all that is therein;
let all things seen and unseen,
their notes let all things blend,
for Christ the Lord hath risen,
our joy that hath no end.