Angels! roll the rock away;

Death! yield up thy mighty prey;

See! the Saviour leaves the tomb,

Glowing with immortal bloom.

2 Hark! the wondering angels raise

Louder notes of joyful praise:

Let the earth’s remotest bound

Echo with the blissful sound.

3 Now, ye saints! lift up your eyes,

See him high in glory rise!

Ranks of angels, on the road,

Hail him—the incarnate God.

4 Heaven unfolds its portals wide,

See the Conqueror through them ride!

King of glory! mount thy throne—

Boundless empire is thine own.

5 Praise him, ye celestial choirs!

Tune, and sweep your golden lyres:

Raise, O earth! your noblest songs,

From ten thousand thousand tongues.