O Christ, the heav’ns’ eter­nal King,
Creator, un­to Thee we sing,
With God the Fa­ther ev­er One,
Co-equal, co-eter­nal Son.

Thy hand, when the first the world be­gan,
Made in Thine own pure im­age man,
And linked to flesh­ly form of earth
A liv­ing soul of hea­ven­ly birth.

And when the en­vi­ous craf­ty foe
Had marred Thy nob­lest work be­low,
Thou didst our ru­ined state re­pair
By deign­ing flesh Thy­self to wear.

Once of a vir­gin born to save,
And now new born from death’s dark grave,
O Christ, Thou bidd’st us rise with Thee
From death to im­mor­ta­li­ty.

Eternal Shep­herd, Thou art wont
To cleanse Thy sheep with­in the font,
That mys­tic bath, that grave of sin,
Where ran­somed souls new life be­gin.

Divine Re­deem­er, Thou didst deign
To bear for us the cross of pain,
And free­ly pay the pre­cious price
Of all Thy blood in sac­ri­fice.

Jesu, do Thou to ev­ery heart
Unceasing Pas­chal joy im­part;
From death of sin and guil­ty strife
Set free the new born sons of life.

All praise be Thine, O ris­en Lord,
From death to end­less life re­stored;
All praise to God the Fa­ther be
And Ho­ly Ghost eter­nal­ly.