O happy, holy Easter morn

1 O happy, holy Easter morn,
What promise lights thy radiant sky!
Earth hails again her hope newborn,
And death is lost in victory.

2 From heavenly heights a glory streams,
Backward the mists of doubt are hurled,
Sorrow and sin are baseless dreams:
A morning freshness holds the world.

3 O promise sweet! O lovely light!
O life that shall begin again
As spotless as the lilies white,
Perfect and fair, without a stain!

4 Look up to Him whose love is sure,
And with the new day’s blossoming
Become as little children pure,
In God’s divine, immortal spring.

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #15579

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