I

Lo! He gave Himself to die,

Christ, our God, Who came to save us;

In the mortal grave to lie,

That death might no more enslave us.

II

On the day appointed, lo!

From the grave the Saviour rises,

Blessings endless to bestow,—

Life and all its great surprises.

III

Hail the manger where He lay

While the angel hosts adore Him;

Hail the Cross, for man that day

Raised, that Jesu might restore him.

IV

Hail the Resurrection morn;

Hail the Christ from death restoréd,

Be our praises heavenward borne,

To our God by all adoréd.