1 This joyful Eastertide,
Away with sin and sorrow!
My love, the Crucified,
Has sprung to life this morrow:

Refrain:
Had Christ, who once was slain,
Not burst his three-day prison,
Our faith had been in vain;
But now has Christ arisen,
arisen, arisen;
but now Christ has arisen!

2 My flesh in hope shall rest
And for a season slumber
Till trump from east to west
Shall wake the dead in number: (Refrain)

3 Death's flood has lost its chill
Since Jesus crossed the river;
Lover of souls, from ill
My passing soul deliver: (Refrain)