The Lutheran Hymnary ‎#328

328. Come, ye faithful, raise the strain

1 Come, ye faithful, raise the strain
Of triumphant gladness,
God hath brought His Israel
Into joy from sadness;
Loosed from Pharaoh's bitter yoke
Jacob's sons and daughters,
Led them with unmoistened foot
Through the Red Sea waters.

2 'Tis the spring of souls to-day:
Christ hath burst His prison,
And from three days' sleep in death
As a sun hath risen;
All the winter of our sins,
Long and dark, is flying
From His light, to whom we give
Laud and praise undying.

3 Now the queen of seasons, bright
With the day of splendor,
With the royal feast of feasts,
Comes its joy to render;
Comes to glad Jerusalem,
Who with true affection
Welcomes, in unwearied strains
Jesus' resurrection.

4 Neither might the gates of death,
Nor the tomb's dark portal,
Nor the watchers, nor the seal,
Hold Thee as a mortal;
But today amidst Thine own
Thou didst stand, bestowing
That Thy peace, which evermore
Passeth human knowing.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, ye faithful, raise the strain
• Author: John of Damascus ((8th Century))
• Meter: 7, 6. 8L.
• Publication Date: 1913
• Topic: The Church Year: Easter

Tune Information

• Name: [Come, ye faithful, raise the strain]
• Composer: Ludv. M. Lindeman, 1812—87
• Meter: 7, 6. 8L.
• Key: D Major