1 This joyful Easter-tide,
away with sin and sorrow!
My Love, the Crucified,
has sprung to life this morrow.
Had Christ, that once was slain,
ne'er burst his three-day prison,
our faith would be in vain;
but now has Christ arisen,
arisen, arisen, arisen!
2 My flesh in hope shall rest
and for a season slumber,
till trump from east to west
shall wake the dead in number. [Refrain]
3 Death's flood has lost its chill,
since Jesus crossed the river;
lover of souls, from ill
my passing soul deliver. [Refrain]
|First Line:||This joyful Eastertide|
|Title:||This Joyful Eastertide|
|Author:||George R. Woodward (1894; Alt. 1990, mod.)|
|Topic:||Deliverance; Resurrection of Believers|
|Refrain First Line:||Had Christ, that once was slain|
|Arranger:||Charles Wood, 1866-1926|
|Source:||Joachim Oudaen's David 's Psalmen, 1685|