All Things Awake

The gold­en light of East­er day

Descending from above

Inspires the heart to sing and pray

To Christ

the King of love.

All things awake to greet their Lord

Who for our sins hath died;

Let us in one har­mo­ni­ous chord

Hail Christ

the Cru­ci­fied;

Let us in one har­mo­ni­ous chord

Hail Christ

the Sav­ior Cru­ci­fied.

The hap­py birds in joy­ful song

Proclaim their praise to Him;

Whose love is al­ways true and strong

Whose glo­ries ne’er grow dim.

The state­ly palms and li­lies white

God’s tem­ples now ad­orn;

Where we shall meet this Lord of light

Who rose on East­er morn.