All hail, Thou re­sur­rect­ion!
All hail, Thou life and light!
All hail, Thou self per­fect­ion,
Sole source of grace and might!
Thy Church, O Christ, now greets Thee,
Uprising from the grave;
And ev­ery eye that meets Thee
Beholds Thee strong to save.

All hail, be­lov­èd Je­sus!
For Thou, in­deed, art He
Whose death from sin can free us,
Whose life brings li­ber­ty.
Hence, let our faith em­brace Thee
With warm­est hand and eye,
And then de­light to trace Thee
Ascending up on high.

O Sav­ior, come in glo­ry,
To raise Thy ho­ly dead,
And end re­demp­tion’s sto­ry,
With crowns up­on Thy head.
Then robed in white be­fore Thee,
Without one stain or tear,
Shall all Thy saints ad­ore Thee,
Midst won­der, love and fear!