When Christ, the Son of God, arose
Triumphant from the tomb,
He left with­in the lamp of faith,
To take away its gloom;
Awake, awake, ye souls re­deemed,
With ho­ly rap­ture sing,

Refrain

O grave, where is thy vic­to­ry?
O death, where is thy sting?

Lift up your heads, ye heav’n­ly gates,
The migh­ty work is done;
A brok­en seal, a lift­ed rock,
Proclaim the bat­tle won.
Lift up your heads, ye heav’n­ly gates,
While saints with rap­ture sing,

Refrain

He lives, our great Re­deem­er lives!
And we who now be­lieve,
And bear the cross with pa­tience here,
Shall life through Him re­ceive.
Our thank­ful hearts ad­ore His love,
Our souls with rap­ture sing,

Refrain