'Twas a Bluebird Told the Story

1 ’Twas a bluebird told the story,
On his way from Heav’n this morn,
As he paused beneath my window,
’Mong the blossoms of the thorn:
Hark! to you I bear the story,
Weary ones who wake with pain,
Christ indeed, indeed is risen,
Doubting ones, He lives again!

2 It was starlight soft and tender,
Yet the east was flushed with rose,
And the weary world was waking
From the calm of its repose.
I could hear that wondrous message
Whispered softly o’er the plain,
Till the lily bells were chiming,
Christ is ris’n! He lives again!

3 ’Twas a bluebird told the story,
On his way from Heav’n this morn,
As he paused beneath my window,
’Mong the blossoms of the thorn.
Oh, that message, sweet and holy!
Tirèd souls, forget your pain;
Christ indeed for you is risen,
Doubting hearts, He lives again!

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #15576

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