Again the
Lord of light and life
Awakes the
kindling ray,
Unseals the
eyelids of the morn,
And pours
increasing day.
O what a
night was that which wrapped
The heathen
world in gloom!
O what a Sun
which rose this day
Triumphant
from the tomb!
This day be
grateful homage paid,
And loud
hosannas sung;
Let gladness
dwell in every heart,
And praise
on every tongue.
Ten thousand
different lips shall join
To hail this
welcome morn,
Which
scatters blessings from its wings
To nations
yet unborn.
