1 Angel, roll the rock away;
Death, yield up the mighty prey:
See, He rises from the tomb,
Glowing with immortal bloom.
2 'Tis the Savior! angels, raise
Fame's eternal trump of praise;
Let the earth's remotest bound
Hear the joy-inspiring sound.
3 Heav'n displays its portals wide;
Glorious Hero, through them ride:
King of glory! mount Thy throne,
Thy great Father's, and Thine own.
4 Host of heav'n, seraphic fires!
Raptured, sweep your sounding lyres;
Sons of men! in humbler strain
Sing your mighty Savior's reign.
5 Ev'ry note with wonder swell;
Sin o'erthrown, and captive hell!
Where is now, O Death! thy sting?
Where thy terrors, vanquished king?
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First Line: | Angel, roll the rock away |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1880 |
Topic: | The Church Year: Easter |
Notes: | Author from Index: Gibbon |