Morn's Roseate Hues Have Decked the Sky

Verse 1

Morn's roseate hues have decked the sky; The Lord has risen with victory; Let earth be glad, and raise the cry, Alleluia, Alleluia.

Verse 2

The Prince of Life with death has striven, To cleanse the earth His blood has given, Has rent the veil, and opened heaven: Alleluia, Alleluia.

Verse 3

And He, the wheat-corn, sown in earth, Has given a glorious harvest birth: Rejoice, and sing with joyful mirth Alleluia, Alleluia.

Verse 4

Our bodies, mouldering to decay, Are sown to rise to heavenly day; For He by rising burst the way: Alleluia, Alleluia.

Verse 5

And he, dear Lord, that with Thee dies, And fleshly passions crucifies, In body, like to Thine, shall rise: Alleluia, Alleluia.

Verse 6

Oh grant us, then, with Thee to die, To spurn earth's fleeting vanity, And love the things above the sky: Alleluia, Alleluia.

Verse 7

Oh, praise the Father and the Son, Who has for us the triumph won, And Holy Ghost,--the Three in One: Alleluia, Alleluia.

Verse 8

Amen.