Alleluia, alleluia, hearts to heaven and voices raise
Sing to God a hymn of gladness, sing to God a hymn of praise
He, who on the cross a victim for the world's salvation bled
Jesus Christ, the King of glory now is risen from the dead

Now the iron bars are broken, Christ from death to life is born
Glorious life and life immortal on this holy Easter morn
Christ has triumphed and we conquer by his mighty enterprise
We with him to life eternal by his resurrection rise

Christ is risen, Christ, the first fruits of the holy harvest field
Which will in all it's full abundance at his second coming yield
Then the golden ears of harvest will their heads before him wave
Ripened by his glorious sunshine from the furrows of the grave

Christ is risen, we are risen, she'd upon us heavenly grace
Rain and dew and gleams of glory from the brightness of thy face
That we with our hearts in heaven here on earth may fruitful be
And by angel hands be gathered and be ever, Lord, with thee

Alleluia, alleluia, glory be to God on high
Alleluia! to the Savior who has gained the victory
Alleluia! to the Spirit, fount of love and sanctity
Alleluia, alleluia, to the Triune Majesty