1 Morn's roseate hues have decked the sky;
The Lord has risen with victory;
Let earth be glad, and raise the cry,
Alleluia, Alleluia.

2 The Prince of Life with death has striven,
To cleanse the earth His blood has given,
Has rent the veil, and opened heaven:
Alleluia, Alleluia.

3 And He, the wheat-corn, sown in earth,
Has given a glorious harvest birth:
Rejoice, and sing with joyful mirth
Alleluia, Alleluia.

4 Our bodies, mouldering to decay,
Are sown to rise to heavenly day;
For He by rising burst the way:
Alleluia, Alleluia.

5 And he, dear Lord, that with Thee dies,
And fleshly passions crucifies,
In body, like to Thine, shall rise:
Alleluia, Alleluia.

6 Oh grant us, then, with Thee to die,
To spurn earth's fleeting vanity,
And love the things above the sky:
Alleluia, Alleluia.

7 Oh, praise the Father and the Son,
Who has for us the triumph won,
And Holy Ghost,--the Three in One:
Alleluia, Alleluia.

Amen.