My blessèd Lord was crucified,
The day was dark, and grief was wide,
For hope was crushed and all seemed vain,
Until that Savior rose again.

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Ring out the blessèd news again!
Oh! bear aloft the strain;
The mighty Lord is ris’n in power,
He died, but not in vain!

He brings His great salvation nigh,
And on His love bids us rely;
He bought our peace through grief and pain;
But oh! He did not die in vain!

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O, wondrous news of life and love!
That Jesus lives and reigns above!
He made the path to glory plain;
Ah, no! He did not die in vain.

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Rejoice, for the Savior has risen,
And gone is the darkness of night;
The stone has been rolled from the prison;
He lives in His glory and might.

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He lives! O be glad on the earth!
He lives! Jesus lives!
Up from the grave He rose to save!
He lives, the Conq’ror lives!

Rejoice in the glad Gospel story;
Rejoice in the promise it gives
That we shall behold Him in glory;
Rejoice, for we know Jesus lives.

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Rejoice for the joy it is bringing,
The hope of a glad, brighter day;
O list, while the angels are singing;
Go, bear ye the message away.

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Have you heard the wondrous story
Of the victory for God,
How the Lord of life and glory,
Sin beneath His feet hath trod?

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Sing it out, oh, sing it ever,
Till the hills take up the strain,
And the saints beyond the river—
Join to sing, “He lives again!”

Have you heard the wondrous story
Of a wide and open grave,
Out of which the Lord of glory
Hath come forth with power to save?

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Have you heard the wondrous story
Of the captive souls set free
By the Lord of life and glory,
Who hath brought them liberty?

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May I tell the wondrous story,
For I know its worth so well,
How the Lord of life and glory,
Saved my soul from death and hell?

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There is a land of wondrous beauty,
Where the “Living Waters” flow,
The Word of God to all has said it,
And it surely must be so.

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And I’m going there some day,
Some day, some day,
I am going there to stay
With Jesus.

No tears are there, no blighting sorrow,
From the cruel hand of death;
No flowers fade, no summers perish
By the winter’s chilling breath.

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There ransomed souls will give me welcome
With a “Hallelujah” shout!
And I shall enter in that city,
Never, never to go out.

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I’ve loved ones there who passed before me,
They’ll rejoice to see me come,
But best of all, I’ll see my Savior,
Who will bid me “Welcome home.”

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Jesus lives! From riven tomb
He arose, triumphant, glorious!
Now hath He indeed become
By His death for aye victorious,
Lightnings flash, the earth is heaving;
Rent the grave! The Lord is living!

Christ arose! His victory’s mine!
He from death can sure deliver,
Whom the grave could not confine,
’Tis my peace and comfort ever.
Open waits me heaven’s portal;
He arose with life immortal.

Jesus lives! No longer death
With its terrors can appall me;
I approach my tomb with faith,
There to rest till He shall call me.
On this truth my hope I anchor,
Jesus lives! and I shall conquer.

I am weak, but Thou art strong;
Jesus, keep me from all wrong;
I’ll be satisfied as long
As I walk, let me walk close to Thee.

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Just a closer walk with Thee,
Grant it, Jesus, is my plea,
Daily walking close to Thee,
Let it be, dear Lord, let it be.

Through this world of toil and snares,
If I falter, Lord, who cares?
Who with me my burden shares?
None but Thee, dear Lord, none but Thee.

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When my feeble life is o’er,
Time for me will be no more;
Guide me gently, safely o’er
To Thy kingdom shore, to Thy shore.

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Now let the vault of Heav’n resound
In praise of love that doth abound,
“Christ hath triumphed, alleluia!”
Sing, choirs of angels, loud and clear,
Repeat their song of glory here,
“Christ hath triumphed, Christ hath triumphed!”
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.

Eternal is the gift He brings,
Wherefore our heart with rapture sings,
“Christ hath triumphed, Jesus liveth!”
Now doth He come and give us life,
Now doth His presence still all strife
Through His triumph; Jesus reigneth!
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.

O fill us, Lord, with dauntless love;
Set heart and will on things above
That we conquer through Thy triumph,
Grant grace sufficient for life’s day
That by our life we ever say,
“Christ hath triumphed, and He liveth!”
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.

Adoring praises now we bring
And with the heavenly blessèd sing,
“Christ hath triumphed, Alleluia!”
Be to the Father, and our Lord,
To Spirit blest, most holy God,
Thine the glory, never ending!
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!