3 Hark that cry that peals aloud
Upward through the whelming cloud!
Thou, the Father's only Son,
Thou, His own Anointed One,
Thou dost ask Him- -can it be?
Why hast Thou forsaken Me?"
4 Lord, should fear and anguish roll
Darkly o'er my sinful soul,
Thou, who once wast thus bereft
That Thine own might ne'er be left,
Teach me by that bitter cry,
In the gloom to know Thee nigh!
J. ELLERTON. 1870.
He is not here, for He is risen, as He said.
Matt. 28. 6.
YHRIST is risen! hallelujah!
Risen our victorious Head!
Sing His praises! hallelujah!
Christ is risen from the dead!
Gratefully our hearts adore Him,
As His light once more appears,
Bowing down in joy before Him,
Rising up from grief and tears.
Christ is risen! hallelujah!
Risen our victorious Head!
Sing His praises! hallelujah!
Christ is risen from the dead.
2 Christ is risen! all the sadness
Of His earthly life is o'er,
Through the open gates of gladness
He returns to life once more;
Death and hell before Him bending,
He doth rise the Victor now,
Angels on His steps attending,
Glory round His wounded brow;
Christ is risen! hallelujah!
Risen our victorious Head!
Sing His praises! hallelujah!
Christ is risen from the dead.
3 Christ is risen! henceforth never
Death or hell shall us enthral,
We are Christ's, in Him for ever
We have triumphed over all;
All the doubting and dejection
Of our trembling hearts have ceased,
'Tis His day of resurrection!
Let us rise and keep the feast.
Christ is risen! hallelujah!
Risen our victorious Head!
Sing His praises! hallelujah!
Christ is risen from the dead.
J. S. B. MONSELL. 1867.
1041 Now is Christ risen from the dead.
Hearts to heaven and voices raise;
Sing to God a hymn of gladness,
Sing to God a hymn of praise;
He who, on the cross a victim,
For the world's salvation bled,
Jesus Christ, the King of glory,
Now is risen from the dead.
2 Now the iron bars are broken,
Christ from death to life is born,
Glorious life and life immortal,
On this holy Easter morn;
Christ has triumphed, and we conquer
By His mighty enterprise;
We with Him to life eternal
By His resurrection rise.
3 Christ is risen, Christ the first-fruits
Of the holy harvest field,
Which will all its full abundance
At His second coming yield;
Then the golden ears of harvest
Will their heads before Him wave,
Ripened by His glorious sunshine
From the furrows of the grave.
4 Christ is risen, we are risen;
Shed upon us heavenly grace,
Rain, and dew, and gleams of glory,
From the brightness of Thy face;
That we, with our hearts in heaven,
Here on earth may fruitful be,
And by angel hands be gathered,
And be ever, Lord, with Thee.
5 Hallelujah Hallelujah!
Glory be to God on high;
Hallelujah to the Saviour,
Who has gained the victory;
Hallelujah to the Spirit,
Fount of love and sanctity;
Hallelujah Hallelujah!
To the Triune Majesty!
C. WORDSWORTH,
BISHOP OF LINCOLN. 1862.
12 He rose again the third day.-1 Cor. 15. 4
1 THE day of Resurrection!
Earth, tell it out abroad;
The Passover of gladness,
The Passover of God!.
From death to life eternal,
From earth unto the sky,
Our Christ has 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.
3 Now let the heavens be joyful,
And earth her song begin,
Let the round world keep triumph,
And all that is therein;
Invisible and visible,
Their notes let all things blend,
For Christ the Lord is risen,
Our joy that hath no end!
JOHN OF DAMASCUS. X. CENT.
TR. BY J. M. NEALE. 1862.
O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?-1 Cor. 15. 55.
DRAISE the Redeemer, almighty to save; Emmanuel has triumphed o'er Death and the Grave'
2 Now the iron bars are broken,
Christ from death to life is born,
Glorious life and life immortal,
On this holy Easter morn;
Christ has triumphed, and we conquer
By His mighty enterprise;
We with Him to life eternal
By His resurrection rise.
3 Christ is risen, Christ the first-fruits
Of the holy harvest field,
Which will all its full abundance
At His second coming yield;
Then the golden ears of harvest
Will their heads before Him wave,
Ripened by His glorious sunshine
From the furrows of the grave.
4 Christ is risen, we are risen ;
Shed upon us heavenly grace,
Rain, and dew, and gleams of glory,
From the brightness of Thy face;
That we, with our hearts in heaven,
Here on earth may fruitful be,
And by angel hands be gathered,
And be ever, Lord, with Thee.
5 Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Glory be to God on high;
Hallelujah to the Saviour,
Who has gained the victory;
Hallelujah to the Spirit,
Fount of love and sanctity;
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
To the Triune Majesty!
C. WORDSWORTH,
BISHOP OF LINCOLN. 1862.
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