Christ in the bands of death was laid,
For our trans­gres­sions giv­en:
He rose: the way He op­en made
To life, the life of Hea­ven.
Therefore we will now re­joice,
And praise our God with thank­ful voice,
And raise our hal­le­lu­jah! Hal­le­lu­jah!

By none of all the sons of men
Could death’s dark realm be shak­en:
Sin made our strength all weak and vain:
All have of guilt par­tak­en.
Thus came death up­on us all,
And bound the fall­en world in thrall
Beneath his dread do­min­ion. Hal­le­lu­jah!

But Je­sus Christ, God’s on­ly Son,
Hath in our stead des­cend­ed:
O’er death our Lord the vic­to­ry won,
When He trans­gres­sion end­ed.
He des­troyed death’s pow­er and claim,
And left to death an emp­ty name:
Away his sting has tak­en. Hal­le­lu­jah!

How great, how won­drous was the strife!
Life was by death as­sail­èd!
But Je­sus Christ, the Prince of Life,
With con­quer­ing arm pre­vail­èd.
This of old the seers did say,
That death should make of death a prey:
So death hath scorn en­dur­èd. Hal­le­lu­jah!

This the true, the Pas­chal Lamb,
Assigned to us from Hea­ven:
His life to love’s con­sum­ing flame
Upon the cross was giv­en.
If on us His blood ap­pear,
Faith holds by this, though death be near:
Subdued is the de­stroy­er! Hal­le­lu­jah!

So let us keep our ho­ly day,
High joy our hearts o’er­flow­ing;
The Lord Him­self with hea­ven­ly ray
This day on us be­stow­ing.
He Him­self our sun doth shine
Upon our hearts with grace di­vine:
The night of sin fast fad­eth. Hal­le­lu­jah!