558 GLORY IN THE HIGHEST. 7.7.7.6. FREDERICK A. G. OUSELEY, 1877. 1 Eas - ter flowers are blooming bright, Eas - ter skies pour ra -diant light: d 8 2 Angels caroled this sweet lay, When in manger rude He lay; Glory in the highest. 3 He, then born to grief and pain, Now to glory born again, Glory in the highest. 4 As He riseth, rise we too, Tune we heart and voice anew, MARY A. NICHOLSON, 1875. 559 HAREWOOD. down the angel bright, And rolled the stone a - way. Your voi-ces raise with 2 The keepers watching near, At that dread sight and sound, Your voices raise, etc. Unseen by mortal eye, Your voices raise, etc. For we, like Him, shall rise, W. WALSHAM HOW, 1872. 2 He Who came to save us, He Who bled and died, Now is crowned with glory, At His Father's side. Nevermore to die; Joyfully we sing, Glory to our King ! 3 Pleading for His children In that blessèd place, Calling them to glory, Sending them His grace; Faithful ones, for you ; Joyfully we sing, FRANCES R. HAVERGAL, 1871. |