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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.
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!
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.
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.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
On the third morning He arose,
Bright with victory o'er his foes.
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Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
On the third morning He arose,
Bright with victory o'er his foes.
Sing we lauding,
And applauding,
Hallelujah!
Easter is the demonstration of God that life is essentially spiritual and timeless.
Easter is the demonstration of God that life is essentially spiritual and timeless.
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.
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...
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.