The dear Lord who lived on the earth here be­low,
Who blessed lit­tle child­ren that day long ago,
Was cru­el­ly slain and was laid in a grave,
But now He is liv­ing, His child­ren to save.
He arose on that glad East­er morn­ing.

Refrain

Oh, sing your sweet prais­es with hearts light and gay,
To Je­sus who rose at the dawn­ing of day;
To Je­sus who liv­eth and lov­eth for aye,
Who rose on that glad East­er morn­ing.

The dear Lord who loved with the child­ren to be,
Who said, Let the lit­tle ones come un­to Me,
Tho’ once He was dead, now is liv­ing ab­ove,
And still does He wel­come the child­ren to love.
He arose on that glad East­er morn­ing.

Refrain

The dear Lord who loved child­ren’s prais­es the best,
Who ten­der­ly ga­thered the lambs to His breast,
Tho’ here He once died, now in Heav­en He lives,
And bless­ings un­num­bered to child­ren He gives.
He arose on that glad East­er morn­ing.

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