Wake the glad hymn on tongue long dumb,
Let angels roll the stone away
From life and light and love to-day.
Let angels roll the stone away
From life and light and love to-day.
And may the voiceless lilies bear
To every soul a message breathed
In fragrance and with beauty wreathed,
To sorrow,—hope; to sin—a prayer,
And happy hearts go forth to swell
The anthem of the lily bell.
To every soul a message breathed
In fragrance and with beauty wreathed,
To sorrow,—hope; to sin—a prayer,
And happy hearts go forth to swell
The anthem of the lily bell.
And sweet shall sound the lily chime
Glad Easter coming, here, and gone,
'Till death and night and sin shall dawn
Into a nightless morning clime
With all Earth-darkness cast aside
And all Earth-brightness glorified.
Glad Easter coming, here, and gone,
'Till death and night and sin shall dawn
Into a nightless morning clime
With all Earth-darkness cast aside
And all Earth-brightness glorified.
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