5 O Victor, aid us in the fight, And lead through death to realms of light; We safely pass where Thou hast trod ; In Thee we die to rise to God. Glad alleluias raise to Thee; Author unknown. 290 hs, 6s. 81. The day of resurrection, Earth, tell it out abroad, The Passover of God. From this world to the sky, With hymns of victory. That we may see aright Of Resurrection light ; May hear so calm and plain May raise the victor strain. Let earth her song begin, And all that is therein ; Their notes let all things blend, Our joy that hath no end. now. 291 lls. With Refrain. WELCOME, happy morning ! age to age shall say, Hell to-day is vanquish’d, heav'n is won to-day. Lo! the Dead is living, God for evermore; Him, their true Creator, all His works adore. Welcome, happy morning, etc. 2 Earth her joy confesses, clothing her for spring, All good gifts returned with her returning King; Bloom in every meadow, leaves on every bough, Speak His sorrow ended, hail His triumph Welcome, happy morning, etc. 3 Months in due succession, days of lengthen ing light, Hours and passing moments praise Thee in their flight ; Brightness of the morning, sky and fields Vanquisher of darkness, bring their praise to Thee, Welcome, happy morning, etc. 4 Maker and Redeemer, life and health of all, Thou from heaven beholding human nature's fall, Of the Father's Godhead true and only Son, Manhood to deliver, manhood didst put on. Welcome, happy morning, etc. 5 Thou, of life the author, death didst undergo, Tread the path of darkness, saving strength to show; and sea, Come then, True and Faithful, now fulfil Thy word ; 'Tis Thine own third morning : rise, O buried Lord ! Welcome, happy morning, etc. 6 Loose the souls long prisoned, bound with Satan's chain, All that now is fallen raise to life again ; Show Thy face in brightness, bid the nations see, Bring again our daylight ; day returns with Thee. Welcome, happy morning, etc. V. H. C. Fortunatus (6th Cent.) Tr. J. Ellerton. 292 88,75. 81. Sing, with all the sons of glory, Sing the resurrection song. To the former days belong. Soon the night of time shall cease, And, in God's own likeness waking, Man shall know eternal peace. 2 Oh, what glory, far exceeding All that eye has yet perceived ! Never that full joy conceived. There on high our welcome waits ; Christ has passed the eternal gates. 3 Life eternal ! Heaven rejoices, Jesus lives who once was dead ; Jòin, o man, the deathless voices, Child of God, lift up thy head. Patriarchs from distant ages, Saints all longing for their heaven, Prophets, psalmists, seers, and sages, All await the glory given. 4 Life eternal ! Oh, what wonders Crowd on faith, what joy unknown, When, amidst earth's closing thunders, Saints shall stand before the throne ! Oh, to enter that bright portal, See that glowing firmament, W. J. Irons. 293 8,7,8,7,7,5,7,5. With Refrain. CHRIST is risen, Christ is risen ! He hath burst His bonds in twain; Christ is risen, Christ is risen ! Alleluia ! swell the strain. By divine decree ; But our God is He. REFRAIN. - Christ is risen, Christ is risen ! He hath burst His bonds in twain ; Christ is risen, Christ is risen! Alleluia ! swell the strain. 2 See, the chains of death are broken ; Earth below and heaven above Joy in each amazing token Of His rising, Lord of love ; By the Father's side, Comes to claim His bride. Ref. 3 Glorious angels downward thronging, Hail the Lord of all the skies ; For the Word incarnate, cries, Gleam, ye starry train ; He o'er all shall reign. He hath burst His bonds in twain ; O'er the universe to reign. 294 10s, 11s. 81. Irregular. Him, the grave; He burst from the fetters of darkness that bound Him, Resplendent in glory to live and to save. Loud was the chorus of angels on high, “The Saviour hath risen, and man shall not die." The being He gave us, death cannot destroy; row, were our end ; But Jesus hath cheered the dark valley of sorrow, And bade us, immortal, to heaven ascend. |