1 Let us tell the story,
How shame led on to glory;
How the Foe defying,
Joy was born from sighing,
Strength from weakness, living sprang from dying:
The Lord is King—the Lord bears sway:
The Lord hath made this glorious day
Of Easter.
2 Now upon Mount Sion
Upriseth Judah’s Lion;
Now His might He showeth,
Mighty ones o’erthroweth,
Conq’ring and to conquer, forth He goeth:
And Heav’n above and Earth below
One common Alleluia know
At Easter.
3 Every earthly battle
Is fought with armor’s rattle.
And with war-steeds prancing,
And with helmets glancing,
And with pennons in the breezes dancing:
Another foe, another fight,
Was fought before the morning light
At Easter.
4 Single warfare waging,
Embattled hosts engaging,
He, by none assisted.
He, by all resisted,
Met and conquered Hell, for conflict listed;
On Friday last His sword He drew;
The vanquished foe He overthrew
At Easter.