Alleluya! Alleluya! Alleluya!

1 Ye sons and daughters of the King,
Whom heavenly hosts in glory sing,
To-day the grave hath lost its sting.
Alleluya!

2 On that first morning of the week,
Before the day began to break,
The Marys went their Lord to seek.
Alleluya!

3 An Angel bade their sorrow flee,
For thus he spake unto the three:
'Your Lord is gone to Galilee.'
Alleluya!

4 That night the Apostles met in fear,
Amidst them came their Lord most dear,
And said: 'Peace be unto you here!'
Alleluya!

5 When Thomas afterwards had heard
That Jesus had fulfilled his word,
He doubted if it were the Lord.
Alleluya!

6 'Thomas, behold my side,' saith he,
'My hands, my feet, my body see;
'And doubt not, but believe in me.'
Alleluya!

7 No longer Thomas then denied;
He saw the feet, the hands, the side;
'Thou art my Lord and God,' he cried.
Alleluya!

8 Blessed are they that have not seen,
And yet whose faith hath constant been,
In life eternal they shall reign.
Alleluya!

9 *On this most holy day of days,
To God your hearts and voices raise
In laud, and jubilee, and praise.
Alleluya!

10 *And we with Holy Church unite,
As evermore is just and right,
In glory to the King of Light.
Alleluya!