Hallelujah! Christ Is Risen (Wordsworth)

Hallelujah! hal­le­lu­jah!

Heart and voice to Heav­en raise

Sing to God a hymn of glad­ness

Sing to God a hymn of praise;

He who on the cross a ran­som

For the world’s sal­va­tion bled

Jesus Christ the King of glo­ry

Now is ris­en from the dead.

Now the ir­on bars are brok­en

Christ from death to life is born

Glorious life

and life im­mor­tal

On this ho­ly East­er morn:

Christ has tri­umphed

and we con­quer

By His migh­ty en­ter­prise

We with Him to life eter­nal

By His re­sur­rect­ion rise.

Christ is ris­en

Christ the first­fruits

Of the ho­ly har­vest field

Which will all its full abun­dance

At His glo­ri­ous ad­vent

yield;

Then the gold­en ears of har­vest

Will be­fore His pre­sence wave

Rising in His sun­shine joy­ous

From the fur­row of the grave.

Christ is ris­en; we are ris­en!

Shed upon us heav­en­ly grace

Rain and dew and gleams of glo­ry

From the bright­ness of Thy face

That we

Lord

with hearts in Heav­en

Here on earth may fruit­ful be

And by an­gel hands be ga­thered

And be ev­er safe with Thee.

Hallelujah! hal­le­lu­jah!

Glory be to God ab­ove!

Hallelujah

to the Sav­ior

Fount of life and source of love;

Hallelujah

to the Spir­it

Let our high as­cript­ions be;

Hallelujah

now and ev­er

To the bless­èd Tri­ni­ty.