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, 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]