Come Forth and Bring Your Garlands

1 Come forth and bring your gar­lands,
Come forth with praise and song;
Enwreath the al­tars with your flow’rs,
And to the tem­ples throng;
For ’tis the glor­ious Easter!
A day for pray­er and praise,
When all who love the Savior
May join our glad­some lays.

2 We know that sin and sor­row
At times must sha­dow all;
And Death’s dark man­tle cov­er
The earth, as with a pall;
Yet still—as o’er our Sav­ior—
Bright an­gels vi­gils keep
Within the tomb, and hov­er
Where our be­loved ones sleep!

3 And as our Lord and Sav­ior
Came forth from out the tomb,
And walk­ing in the gar­den’s shade,
Dispelled its som­ber gloom;
So now we feel His pre­sence,
And still we hear His voice,
Who said to Ma­ry, "Do not fear!
Behold Me and re­joice!"

4 Yea! Christ the Lord is ris­en!
Oh! grace and truth di­vine!
Enfold us in Thy pre­sence,
Within our spir­its shine;
Uphold, and cheer, and guide us!
That we may tru­ly say—
"To us the Lord is ris’n in­deed,"
This glor­ious East­er Day!

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #16919

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