Sing we now our hymns of gladness
On this happy Easter morn;
Sing of life,—the life immortal,
Life that out of death is born.
Death is conquered, and we conquer,
When to holy life we rise,—
That is life, and life immortal,
That the life which never dies.
Sing, sing, children sing!
Sing of life immortal;
Bring, bring flowers of spring
To the temple's portal!
Strong, strong, lift your song,
Beautiful and glorious;
Rise, rise, as earth has risen,—
Risen from the dead!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Life again from death is born;
Thus we sing our hymn of gladness
On this happy Easter morn.