EASTERTIDE
Note.—Another tune to this hymn will be found in the Appendix.
2 Upon the altar of the Cross
His Body hath redeemed our loss;
And tasting of his roseate Blood
Our life is hid with him in God.
3 That Paschal eve God’s arm was bared;
The devastating Angel spared:
By strength of hand our hosts went free
From Pharaoh's ruthless tyranny.
4 Now Christ our Paschal Lamb is slain,
The Lamb of God that knows no stain;
The true Oblation offered here,
Our own unleavened Bread sincere.
5 O thou from whom hell’s monarch flies,
O great, O very Sacrifice,
Thy captive people are set free,
And endless life restored in thee.
6 For Christ, arising from the dead,
From conquered hell victorious sped;
He thrusts the tyrant down to chains,
And Paradise for man regains.
7 Maker of all, to thee we pray,
Fulfil in us thy joy to-day;
When death assails, grant, Lord. that we
May share thy Paschal victory.
8. To thee who, dead, again dost live,
All glory, Lord, thy people give;
All glory, as is ever meet,
To Father and to Paraclete. Amen.
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