Morning awakes, and morn awaking sings; Light speeds from heaven to earth with glowing wings. | Haste to the tomb! Ye mourners haste, with glee! Christ hath arisen, from death's grim fetters free. | Gone are the night, the terror, and the gloom; Christ hath arisen, and left the awful tomb. | Death now is dead, the grave hath lost its power; Death and the grave are vanquished at this hour. | 36 Thou art the Christ, victorious Christ art Thou, Death hath no sting, and grave no victory now. | Glory to Thee, O Christ, Thy people bring; Thou art our God, and our Immortal King. | |