1 The Lord is ris'n indeed;
now is his work performed;
now is the mighty captive freed,
and death's strong castle stormed.
2 The Lord is ris'n indeed:
then hell has lost his prey;
with him is risen the ransomed seed
to reign in endless day.
3 The Lord is ris'n indeed:
he lives, to die no more;
he lives, the sinner's cause to plead,
whose curse and shame be bore.
4 The Lord is ris'n indeed:
attending angels, hear!
up to the courts of heav'n with speed
the joyful tidings bear.
5 Then take your golden lyres
and strike each cheerful chord;
join, all the bright celestial choirs,
to sing our risen Lord.
Source: Complete Anglican Hymns Old and New #652a