43a. Hail the morn, with gladness crowned

Hail the morn, with gladness crowned;
Morn of morns, O glad and glorious!
When the Lord of Life, renowned,
Brake the bands of death, victorious.

Hades gazed in dread surprise
As the light the darkness sundered,
Prisoners raised their weary eyes
Lit with hope, and mutely wondered.

Wounded was the Victor's brow,
Where the cruel thorns distressed it;
But the conqueror's laurel now,
Winding, on His forehead rested.

Hail! The Man from death arisen;
Hail! The Christ a victor glorious,
Thou hast broken hades' prison,
Jesus, Son of Man, victorious.

Text Information
First Line: Hail the morn, with gladness crowned
Title: Hail the morn, with gladness crowned
Translator: John Brownlie
Meter: 7,8,7,8
Language: English
Publication Date: 1920
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