The world puts on its robe of spring,
To greet the new­ly ris­en Lord;
Fair for­est flow­ers and li­lies fling
Their sweets up­on the gras­sy sward.

Refrain

O, fair and rare, they fit­ly say
That Christ, our Lord, is ris­en to­day;
O, fair and rare, they fit­ly say
That Christ, our Lord, is ris­en to­day;

Take jas­mine pure and ros­es white,
Wreathe aisle and al­tar with their snow;
Fill all the day with bloom and light
And make a hea­ven here be­low.

Refrain

O ris­en Sav­ior, ho­ly Lord!
Thy glo­ri­ous life we now be­hold;
In ev­ery heart be Thou ad­ored,
While in our hymns Thy praise is told.

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