O joy­ous East­er morn­ing,
That saw the Lord arise!
O bright and hap­py morn­ing!
The clouds have left the skies.
The night of grief is end­ed,
The day has come again,
And Christ has won the vic­to­ry
For all the sons of men.

O glad­some East­er morn­ing,
Our hearts re­joice to­day,
The grave and death are con­quered,
He is of life the Way.
The hosts of sin are van­quished,
He is the Vic­tor, King;
Then let us all with glad­ness,
Our thank­ful prais­es bring.

O bless­èd East­er morn­ing,
What day so bright as this,
When, through His migh­ty tri­umph,
He won the courts of bliss!
The doors of Heav’n are op­en,
The grave no more has dread,
For ris­en is our Sav­ior,
The first fruits of the dead.