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,
ne'er burst his three day prison,
Our faith had been in vain;
But now is Christ arisen,
arisen, arisen, arisen.

2 Death’s flood has lost its chill,
Since Jesus crossed the river:
Great Lord of life, from ill
My passing soul deliver. [Refrain]

3 My flesh in hope shall rest,
And for a season slumber,
Till trumpet calls' behest
Shall wake the dead in number. [Refrain]