Come You Faithful Raise

Come, You Faithful, Raise The Strain
Of Triumphant Gladness:
God Has Brought Forth Israel
Into Joy From Sadness,
Loosed From Pharaoh’s Bitter Yoke
Jacob’s Sons And Daughters,
Led Them With Unmoistened Foot
Through The Red Sea Waters.

This Is The Spring Of Souls Today,
Christ Has Burst His Prison,
And From Three Days Sleep In Death
As A Sun Has Risen;
All The Winter Of Our Sins,
Long And Dark, Is Flying
From His Light, To Whom We Give
Laud And Praise Undying.

Now The Queen Of Seasons, Bright
With The Day Of Splendour,
With The Royal Feast Of Feasts,
Comes Its Joy To Render;
Comes To Gladden Faithful Hearts,
Who With True Affection
Welcome In Unwearied Strains
Jesus Resurrection!

Neither Could The Gates Of Death,
Nor The Tomb’s Dark Portal,
Nor The Watchers, Nor The Seal
Hold Him As A Mortal:
For Today Amid His Own
He Now Stands, Bestowing
God’s True Peace Which Evermore
Passes Human Knowing.



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