184 LUX EOI 85 & 78. D.

ARTHUR S. SULLIVAN

2 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 conquier

By His mighty enterprise, We with Him to life eternal

By His resurrection rise. 3 Christ is risen, Christ, the first-fruits

Of the holy harvest-field,
Which will all its 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.

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4 Christ is risen, we are risen!

Shed upon us heavenly grace,
Rain and dew and gleams of glory

From the brightness of Thy face:
'That, with hearts in heaven dwelling,

We on earth may fruitful be,
And by angel-hands be gathered,

And be ever, Lord, with Thee. 5 Alleluia! Alleluia!

Glory be to God on high;
Alleluia to the Saviour

Who has won the victory;
Alleluia to the Spirit,

Fount of love and sanctity;
Alleluia! Alleluia!
To the Triune Majesty. Amen.

CHRISTOPHER WORDSWORTH

4 Neither might the gates of death,

Nor the tomb's dark portal,
Nor the watchers, nor the seal,

Hold Thee as a mortal:
But to-day amidst Thine own

Thou didst stand, bestowing
That Thy peace which evermore

Passeth human knowing. Amen.
JOHN OF DAMASCUS. Tr. John M. NEALE

A. men.

2 Our hearts be pure from evil,

That we may see aright
The Lord in rays eternal

Of resurrection-light;
And, listening to His accents,

May hear, so calm and plain His own "All hail!" and hearing,

May raise the victor-strain.

3 Now let the heavens be joyful,

Let earth her song begin,
The round world keep high triumph,

And all that is therein;
Let all things seen and unseen,

Their notes together blend
For Christ the Lord is risen,
Our Joy that hath no end. Amen.

JOHN OF DAMASCUS. Tr. John M. NEALE