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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...
Awake, thou wintry earth--
Fling off thy sadness!
Fair vernal flowers, laugh forth
Your read more
Awake, thou wintry earth--
Fling off thy sadness!
Fair vernal flowers, laugh forth
Your ancient gladness!
Christ is risen.
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.
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.
'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.
In the bonds of Death He lay
Who for our offence was slain;
But the Lord is read more
In the bonds of Death He lay
Who for our offence was slain;
But the Lord is risen to-day,
Christ hath brought us life again,
Wherefore let us all rejoice,
Singing loud, with cheerful voice,
Hallelujah!
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.
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.
Easter spells out beauty, the rare beauty of new life.
Easter spells out beauty, the rare beauty of new life.