Joy dawned again on Easter Day,
The sun shone out with fairer ray,
When, to their longing eyes restored
Th’Apostles saw their risen Lord.
His risen flesh with radiance
glowed;
His wounded hands and feet He showed:
Those scars their silent witness gave
That Christ was risen from the grave.
O Jesus, King of gentleness,
Do Thou our inmost hearts possess;
And we to Thee will ever raise
The tribute of our grateful praise.
Jesus Who art the Lord of all,
In this our Easter festival
From every weapon death can wield
Thine own redeemed, Thy people, shield.
All praise, O risen Lord, we give
To Thee, Who dead, again dost live;
To God the Father equal praise,
And God the Holy Ghost, we raise.
