Smile prais­es, O sky,
Soft breathe them, O air,
Below, and on high,
And ev­ery­where!
The black troop of storm clouds
Has scat­tered and fled,

Refrain

The Lord hath aris­en,
The harmèd from the dead.

Arouse thee, O Spring;
Ye flow­ers, come forth;
With thou­sand hues tin­ting
The soft green earth;
Ye vio­lets ten­der
And sweet ros­es red,

Refrain

Sweep tides of rich mu­sic,
The new world along,
And pour in full mea­sure,
Sweet voic­es, your song.
Sing, sing, for He liv­eth,
He lives as He said;

Refrain

Clap, clap your hands, mount­ains,
Ye val­leys, re­sound;
Leap, leap for joy, fount­ains,
Ye hills, catch the sound;
All tri­umph! He liv­eth!
He lives as He said;

The Lord hath aris­en,
Unharmèd from the dead.