Hail, rising morn! for He hath risen;

Hail light that gilds the eastern skies;

For, from the bonds of darkest prison,

Thy first beams saw the Christ arise.

O merciful and gracious One!

The gates of hades Thou has rent;

And by Thy rising, Christ the Son,

The souls were freed in bondage pent.

To-day the lips of Adam sing,

Eve hails the Christ of mankind born;

And patriarchs and prophets bring

Their hymns to greet the wondrous morn.

And Thine the glory, Thine the power,

By glowing hearts in praise expressed;

For Thine the triumph of this hour

By which the sons of men are blessed.