from the grave And death's dismal, dreadful cave, Rose trium-phant Eas-ter morn ing, At the ear ly pur ple dawn-ing 326 is. 6L. Ludv. M. Lindeman, 1812-87 Hallelujah! Jesus lives! He is now the living One; From the gloomy house of death Forth the Con-quer or has gone, Bright fore-run - ner to the skies Of His people, yet to rise. 2 Jesus lives! let all rejoice! Praise Him, ransomed ones of earth! Praise Him in a nobler song, Cherubim of heavenly birth! Praise the Victor-King, whose sway Sin, and death, and hell obey. 3 Jesus lives! why weepest thou? Why that sad and frequent sigh? He who died our Brother here, Lives our Brother still on high,Lives for ever, to bestow Blessings on His Church below. 4 Jesus lives! and thus, my soul, Life eternal waits for thee; Joined to Him, thy living Head, Where He is, thou too shalt be; With Himself, at His right hand, Victor over death shalt stand. 5 Jesus lives! To Him my heart Draws with ever new delight: Earthly vanities, depart! Hinder not my heavenward flight! Let this spirit ever rise To its magnet in the skies. 6 Hallelujah, angels, sing! Join us in our hymn of praise, Let your chorus swell the strain Which our feebler voices raise: Glory to our God above, And on earth His peace and love! C. B. Garve, 1825 |