EASTER-TIDE.
Easter bells are ringing,Easter anthems rise,—Age and Childhood singingStrains that seek the skies;Seek their source, ascendingWhere, in rapture sweet,Song and service blending,Saint and seraph meet.“Christ, the Lord, is risen!”Wondering angels cry;“Broken, Death’s dread prison!”Sons of men reply.Blessed song and story!Doubt and fear depart,—Resurrection gloryFloods the faithful heart.Purest, purest pleasureIn each bosom wells;Happy, happy measure—How the choral swells!By that song supplanted,Wrath and wrong shall cease;From this hour undauntedReigns the Prince of Peace!Easter lilies, blowing,Breathe His praise abroad,—All their grace bestowingOn the Son of God.Lo! His brow adorning,Kings their homage pay;Hark! the stars of morningHail His boundless sway.
Easter bells are ringing,Easter anthems rise,—Age and Childhood singingStrains that seek the skies;Seek their source, ascendingWhere, in rapture sweet,Song and service blending,Saint and seraph meet.“Christ, the Lord, is risen!”Wondering angels cry;“Broken, Death’s dread prison!”Sons of men reply.Blessed song and story!Doubt and fear depart,—Resurrection gloryFloods the faithful heart.Purest, purest pleasureIn each bosom wells;Happy, happy measure—How the choral swells!By that song supplanted,Wrath and wrong shall cease;From this hour undauntedReigns the Prince of Peace!Easter lilies, blowing,Breathe His praise abroad,—All their grace bestowingOn the Son of God.Lo! His brow adorning,Kings their homage pay;Hark! the stars of morningHail His boundless sway.
Easter bells are ringing,Easter anthems rise,—Age and Childhood singingStrains that seek the skies;Seek their source, ascendingWhere, in rapture sweet,Song and service blending,Saint and seraph meet.
Easter bells are ringing,
Easter anthems rise,—
Age and Childhood singing
Strains that seek the skies;
Seek their source, ascending
Where, in rapture sweet,
Song and service blending,
Saint and seraph meet.
“Christ, the Lord, is risen!”Wondering angels cry;“Broken, Death’s dread prison!”Sons of men reply.Blessed song and story!Doubt and fear depart,—Resurrection gloryFloods the faithful heart.
“Christ, the Lord, is risen!”
Wondering angels cry;
“Broken, Death’s dread prison!”
Sons of men reply.
Blessed song and story!
Doubt and fear depart,—
Resurrection glory
Floods the faithful heart.
Purest, purest pleasureIn each bosom wells;Happy, happy measure—How the choral swells!By that song supplanted,Wrath and wrong shall cease;From this hour undauntedReigns the Prince of Peace!
Purest, purest pleasure
In each bosom wells;
Happy, happy measure—
How the choral swells!
By that song supplanted,
Wrath and wrong shall cease;
From this hour undaunted
Reigns the Prince of Peace!
Easter lilies, blowing,Breathe His praise abroad,—All their grace bestowingOn the Son of God.Lo! His brow adorning,Kings their homage pay;Hark! the stars of morningHail His boundless sway.
Easter lilies, blowing,
Breathe His praise abroad,—
All their grace bestowing
On the Son of God.
Lo! His brow adorning,
Kings their homage pay;
Hark! the stars of morning
Hail His boundless sway.