Blest Easter day, what joy is thine

1 Blest Easter day, what joy is thine!
We praise, dear Lord, Thy Name divine,
For Thou hast triumphed o'er the tomb;
No more we need to dread its gloom.

2 The tree where Thou wast offered up
Now bears the fruit of life and hope:
Thy precious blood for us is shed,
Now we may feed on heav'nly bread.

3 We thank Thee, Jesus, that Thy hand
Has freed us from sin's galling band;
No more its thralldome we need fear;
The year of liberty is here.

4 O Jesus Christ, God's Son elect,
Our Paschal Lamb without defect,
To us Thou givest strength indeed,
In all our conflicts, all our need.

5 O grant, that as Thou didst arise,
We, too, with joy, may heavenward rise,
First from our sin, to love Thy way,
Then from the grave on that great Day.

6 All praise to Thee who from death's might,
From carnal lust and sin's dark plight
Redeemest me, that even I
May reach eternal life on high.

Amen.

Source: The Hymnal and Order of Service #125

• MIDI file from The Junior Hymnal, Containing Sunday School and Luther League Liturgy and Hymns for the Sunday School #155