1 Hail the bright and radiant morn,
Out of gloom and darkness born!
See! the stone is rolled away,
Where the buried Savior lay!
Let your songs of gladness rise,
In full chorus to the skies,
For the long dark night is past,
Life immortal breaks at last.
2 Now while morning shadows fall,
And earth’s happy voices call,
Hasten at the break of day,
Come and see where Jesus lay;
Stoop thee down with wond’ring eyes,
Fill thy soul with sweet surprise;
Then in joy lift up thy head,
For he liveth, who was dead.
3 Yea, he lives for evermore
On the fair eternal shore,
And his faithful ones, who sleep,
He with tenderest care will keep,
Till the last great morn shall break,
And his lov’d ones shall awake;
With the hope this word imparts,
Comfort one another’s hearts.