1 Morn's roseate hues have decked the sky;
The Lord has risen with victory:
Let earth be glad, and raise the cry,
Halleujah!

2 The Prince of Life with death has striven,
To cleanse the earth his blood has given;
Has rent the vail, and opened heaven:
Hallelujah!

3 Our bodies, mouldering to decay,
Are sown to rise to heavenly day;
For he by rising burst the way:
Hallelujah!

4 And he, dear Lord, that with thee dies,
And fleshly passions crucified,
In body, like to thine, shall rise:
Hallelujah!

5 Oh, grant us, then, with thee to die,
To spurn earth's fleeting vanity,
And love the things above the sky:
Hallelujah!