Let us join our voices To every nation speed "Glory in the highest!" Clap your hands and sing Glory! Allelujah! To our risen King. Go, tell it 'mong the people, To every nation speed With the joyful tidings, "Christ is ris'n indeed!'' DUET. 1 Lo! the seal is broken Lo! the watch is fled, Hollister, Pt. I., p. 50. Death hath lost its terrors, (Cho.) 2 Swift o'er hill and valley, Echoing to the sky. To remotest nations Let the tidings fly, Jesus Christ our Lord. (Cho.) 3 Go where sunshine gathers, Where the birds do sing, And the air is fragrant With the flowers of spring; With them deck your altars, Till the fragrance rise, Like the holy incense, E'en unto the skies. (Cho.) 36 Let the merry Church-bells ring. 1 Let the merry church-bells ring, ring, ring, ring! Let the merry church-bells ring! Hence with tears and sighing; Hollister, Pt. II, p 32. 37 Frost and cold have fled with Spring, Flow'rs are smiling, fields are gay, Sunny is the weather; With our rising Lord to-day All things rise together. Let the merry church-bells ring, ring, ring, ring! (Rep.) 2 Let the merry church-bells ring, ring, ring, ring! Let the birds sing out again From their leafy chapel, Praising Him with Whom in vain Satan sought to grapple: Sounds of joy come fast and thick As the breezes flutter; Resurrexit, non est hic, Is the strain they utter. Let the merry church-bells ring, ring, ring, ring! (Rep.) 3 Let the merry church-bells ring, ring, ring, ring! Let the past of grief be past; This our comfort giveth, He was slain on Friday last, But to-day HE liveth: Mourning hearts must needs be gay, Nor let sorrow vex it, Since the very grave can say Christus resurrexit. Let the merry church-bells ring, ring, ring, ring! (Rep.) 1 Christ hath arisen! Death is no more! Christ hath Arisen. Lo, the white-robed ones Sit by the door. Haste, ye disciples glad, First with the light. Dawn, golden morning, &c. Hollister, Pt. I., p. 54. 2 Break forth in singing, Chant Him, young sunbeams, Chant, all ye winds of God Coursing the Earth! Chant Him, &c. 3 Chant Him, ye laughing flowers,, 4 Come where the Lord hath lain, Hollister, Pt. II., p. 30. 4 Lenten sadness, tears and sighing, Now are passed away; Hearts are leaping, tongues repeating, On this glorious day, Glad songs of love and joy.-Cho. · 5 Satan's power, sin and sorrow, 6 Angel music, seraph voices, 1 Ye happy bells of Easter-day! Through earth and sky! 2 Ye carol-bells of Easter-day! 3 Ye glory-bells of Easter-day! Against the skies Re-echo with the word Hollister, Pt. 11., p. 34. The victor-breath that conquers death-¦ The mighty strain of love and pain, 1 Smile, O Sky, God's praises! At the sunshine's call. 2 Wake, O Spring, in beauty! Flowers now come forth, With bright hues adorning The green sods of Earth: Hollister, Pt. II., p. 37. Little violets tender, With pure daisies white. 3 Sweep rich tides of music From sweet lyres a song. Unharmed from the dead- |