The resurrection morn,
Away with care and sorrow!
My love, the Crucified,
Hath sprung to life that morning.
Refrain:
Had Christ, that once was slain,
Ne’er burst His three day prison,
Our faith had been in vain;
But now hath Chrisy arisen,
Arisen, arisen, arisen!
My flesh in hope shall rest,
And for a season slumber;
Till trump from east to west,
Shall wake the dead in number.
Death’s flood hath lost his chill,
Since Jesus crossed the river:
Lover of souls, from ill
My passing soul deliver.