Christ, the Lord, Is Risen Again
Christ, the Lord, is risen again,
Christ hath broken every chain;
Hark! Angelic voices cry,
Singing evermore on high,
Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!
He who gave for us his life,
Who for us endured the strife,
Is our Paschal Lamb today!
We, too, sing for joy, and say,
Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!
He who bore all pain and loss,
Comfortless, upon the cross,
Lives in glory now on high,
Pleads for us, and hears our cry:
Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!
Now he bids us tell abroad
How the lost may be restored,
How the penitent forgiven,
How we, too, may enter heaven!
Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!
Michael Weiss, c. 1488-1534
Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878
Low In the Grave He Lay
Low in the grave He lay—Jesus, my Savior!
Waiting the coming day—Jesus, my Lord!
Vainly they watch His bed—Jesus, my Savior!
Vainly they seal the dead—Jesus, my Lord!
Death cannot keep his prey—Jesus, my Savior!
He tore the bars away—Jesus, my Lord!
(Refrain)
Up from the grave He arose,
With a mighty triumph o’er His foes;
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever with His saints to reign;
He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose!
Robert Lowry, 1826-1899
Luke 23:1-6
“But on the first day of the week, at early dawn, they went to the tomb, taking the spices they had prepared. And they found the stone rolled away from the tomb, but when they went in they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. While they were perplexed about this, behold, two men stood by them in dazzling apparel. And as they were frightened and bowed their faces to the ground, the men said to them, ‘Why do you seek the living among the dead? He is not here, but has risen.’”
Christ, the Lord, is risen again,
Christ hath broken every chain;
Hark! Angelic voices cry,
Singing evermore on high,
Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!
He who gave for us his life,
Who for us endured the strife,
Is our Paschal Lamb today!
We, too, sing for joy, and say,
Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!
He who bore all pain and loss,
Comfortless, upon the cross,
Lives in glory now on high,
Pleads for us, and hears our cry:
Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!
Now he bids us tell abroad
How the lost may be restored,
How the penitent forgiven,
How we, too, may enter heaven!
Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!
Michael Weiss, c. 1488-1534
Translated by Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878
Low In the Grave He Lay
Low in the grave He lay—Jesus, my Savior!
Waiting the coming day—Jesus, my Lord!
Vainly they watch His bed—Jesus, my Savior!
Vainly they seal the dead—Jesus, my Lord!
Death cannot keep his prey—Jesus, my Savior!
He tore the bars away—Jesus, my Lord!
(Refrain)
Up from the grave He arose,
With a mighty triumph o’er His foes;
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever with His saints to reign;
He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose!
Robert Lowry, 1826-1899
Luke 23:1-6
“But on the first day of the week, at early dawn, they went to the tomb, taking the spices they had prepared. And they found the stone rolled away from the tomb, but when they went in they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. While they were perplexed about this, behold, two men stood by them in dazzling apparel. And as they were frightened and bowed their faces to the ground, the men said to them, ‘Why do you seek the living among the dead? He is not here, but has risen.’”
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