“Welcome, happy morning!” age to age shall
“Hell today is vanquished, Heav’n is won
Lo! the dead is living, God forevermore!
Him, their true Creator, all His works adore!
“Welcome, happy morning!”
Age to age shall say.
Earth her joy confesses, clothing her for
All fresh gifts returned with her returning
Bloom in every meadow, leaves on every bough,
Speak His sorrow ended, hail His triumph now.
Months in due succession, days of
Hours and passing moments praise Thee in their
Brightness of the morning, sky and fields and
Vanquisher of darkness, bring their praise to
Maker and Redeemer, life and health of all,
Thou from heaven beholding human nature’s
Of the Father’s Godhead true and only Son,
Mankind to deliver, manhood didst put on.
Thou, of life the Author, death didst
Tread the path of darkness, saving strength to
Come, then True and Faithful, now fulfill Thy
’Tis Thine own third morning; rise, O buried
Loose the souls long prisoned, bound with
All that now is fallen raise to life again;
Show Thy face in brightness, bid the nations
Bring again our daylight: day returns with