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.