Scripture Verse

He is risen. Matthew 28:6

Introduction

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J. Lincoln Hall (1866–1930)

Words: Min­nie A. Grei­ner-Ed­ing­ton, in The Voice of Praise, ed­it­ed by Lin­coln Hall et al. (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Hall-Mack, 1904), num­ber 220.

Music: Gu­wa­ha­ti J. Lin­coln Hall (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Grein­er-Ed­ing­ton (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Lyrics

The morn­ing breez­es whis­pered low
A won­drous tale and sweet;
Each rust­ling leaf in ten­der love
The sto­ry did repeat:
Within a roc­ky se­pul­cher
The cru­ci­fied One slept;
Before the seal­èd door a guard
Of sol­diers vi­gil kept.

Refrain

O sto­ry sweet and won­der­ful
Upon that morn of old,
By whis­per­ing breeze and rust­ling leaf
In ten­der whis­pers told.

The morn­ing breez­es wan­dered wide,
And ev­ery­where they told
The won­drous tale they whis­pered first
To sway­ing leaves of old.
At ear­ly dawn an an­gel came
And rolled the stone away,
Revealing where the Cru­ci­fied
In death’s calm slum­ber lay.

Refrain

The morn­ing bree­zes whis­pered low
The won­drous tale and sweet;
And o’er the earth the chim­ing bells
The sto­ry did repeat;
O Christ the dead re­vived again
And from the tomb to­day
Came forth in glo­ri­ous ma­jes­ty
To live and reign for aye.