Hallelujah! Jesus lives! He is now the Living One; From the gloomy halls of death Christ, the conqueror, has gone, Bright forerunner to the skies Of His people, yet to rise. Jesus lives! Why do you weep? Why that sad and mournful sigh? He who died our Brother here Lives our Brother still on high. Lives forever to bestow Blessings on His church below. Jesus lives! And thus, my soul, Life eternal waits for you; Joined to Him, your living head, Where He is, you shall be, too; With the Lord, at His right hand, As a victor you shall stand. Jesus lives! Let all rejoice. Praise Him, ransomed of the earth. Praise Him in a nobler song, Cherubim of heavenly birth. Praise the victor King, whose sway Sin and death and hell obey. Jesus lives! To Him my heart Draws with ever new delight. Earthly vanities, depart, Hinder not my heavenward flight. Let this spirit ever rise To its Magnet in the skies. Hallelujah! Angels, sing! Join with us in hymns of praise. Let your chorus swell the strain Which our feebler voices raise; Glory to our God above And on earth His peace and love! |