Sing Ye Lowly, Sing Ye Great

Sing ye lowly

sing ye great

With the East­er joy elate!

Christ the Lord is ris­en in­deed;

Crown of hope for ev­ery need!

Poverty and wealth akin

In the pi­te­ous bond of sin

Eager youth and anx­ious age

Bound on com­mon pil­grim­age;

One and all up­lift the strain;

Christ our Sav­ior lives again

Lives to set us free once more;

As we jour­ney goes be­fore.

All the way He mak­eth bright

It was dark

but He is light;

It was wea­ry

He is rest;

He our end as He our quest.

Wandering sin­ner

striv­ing saint

Prisoner hope­less of com­plaint

Courage kin­dles now anew;

Christ the Lord is ris’n for you.

Lift your head

poor pe­ni­tent

Mercy is with judg­ment blent;

Christ is ris­en to be­stow

Just the peace you long to know.

Mourner weep­ing at the tomb

See how e’en the grave may bloom;

Where He lay what hopes were sown!

Make the har­vest sweet your own.

For us men a man was He;

Never friend so close could be;

For us

help­less

He o’er­came;

We may con­quer in His name.

For us mor­tal He di­vine

Makes the way im­mor­tal shine;

With the Com­fort­er be­stows

Grace no life un­quick­ened knows.

Death His flesh could not con­strain;

Lord of Life He rose again;

God of God and Light of Light

Sing His tri­umph

sing His might!