Easter Carol

Oh, the gladness and the glo­ry
Of the tender East­er story,
Christ is ris­en! Christ is ris­en!
Do you hear the angels say?
All the bells triumphant ring it,
All the choirs celestial sing it,
And the gentle zephyrs wing it
Thro’ the skies this sacred day.

Oh, the wondrous transformation,
Working out the world’s sal­va­tion!
Christ, the cru­ci­fied Re­deem­er,
Once consigned to darkest gloom,
Changing shadow into splendor,
With His love so sweet and tender,
Son of God, our true defender,
Rising deathless from the tomb.

Oh, the light of East­er morning,
All the earth and sky adorning!
Oh, how restful, how refreshing
Is its sacredness and love!
On my heart its peace is stealing,
Like a gentle balm of healing,
Christ, my ris­en Lord, revealing,
Throned in majesty above.

Words: Fanny Crosby, 1892.