1 Christ hath arisen,
Death is no more,
Lo, the white robed ones
Sit by the door,
Dawn, golden morning,
Scatter the night,
Haste, ye disciples glad,
First with the light.
2 Break forth in singing,
O world new born!
Chant the great Eastertide,
Christ’s holy morn.
Chant Him, young sunbeams,
Dancing in mirth,
Chant, all ye winds of God,
Coursing the earth!
3 Chant Him, ye laughing flow’rs,
Fresh from the sod:
Chant Him, wild leaping streams,
Praising your God!
Break from thy winter,
Sad heart, and sing!
Bud with thy blossoms fair,
Christ is thy spring.
4 Come where the Lord hath lain,
Past is the gloom;
See the full eye of day
Smile thro’ the tomb.
Hark! angel voices
Fall from the skies:
Christ hath arisen!
Glad heart arise!
Source: The Excelsior Hymnal #242