The angel answered and said unto the women,
Matthew 28:5–7Fear not ye: for I know that ye seek Jesus, which was crucified. He is not here: for He is risen, as He said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay. And go quickly, and tell His disciples that He is risen from the dead.
Words: Fanny Crosby, in The Olive Leaf, edited by Charles K. Langley (Boston, Massachusetts: White Smith Publishing, 1892). Some hymnals give the author as Ida Scott Taylor, one of Fanny’s pseudonyms.
Music: Alperton Charles K. Langley, Sr., 1892 (🔊 pdf nwc).
Oh, the gladness and the glory
Of the tender Easter story,
Christ is risen! Christ is risen!
Do you hear the angels say?
All the bells triumphant ring it,
All the choirs celestial sing it,
And the gentle zephyrs wing it
Thro’ the skies this sacred day.
Oh, the wondrous transformation,
Working out the world’s salvation!
Christ, the crucified Redeemer,
Once consigned to darkest gloom,
Changing shadow into splendor,
With His love so sweet and tender,
Son of God, our true defender,
Rising deathless from the tomb.
Oh, the light of Easter morning,
All the earth and sky adorning!
Oh, how restful, how refreshing
Is its sacredness and love!
On my heart its peace is stealing,
Like a gentle balm of healing,
Christ, my risen Lord, revealing,
Throned in majesty above.