The buds are burst­ing on the trees,
The earth awakes again;
The birds are sing­ing out their glees,
For Christ again doth reign.

Refrain

Awake, and al­le­lu­ias sing!
For death is slain and Christ is king.
Awake, awake, and let the chor­us swell,
With voice and harp and East­er bell.

Come, let us all sweet blos­soms bring
The ris­en Lord to greet,
And make our hearts an of­fer­ing,
And lay them at His feet.

Refrain

No long­er death and hope­less gloom
Shall grieve our souls dis­tressed;
For Christ has trod­den, through the tomb,
A path­way for the blest.

Refrain