He is risen, He is risen:
Tell it with a joyful voice;
He hath burst his three days' prison;
Let the whole wide earth rejoice.
Death is conquered, man is free,
Christ has won the victory.

Come ye sad and fearful hearted,
With glad smile and radiant brow;
Lent's long shadows have departed,
All his woes are over now,
And the Passion that he bore;
Sin and pain can vex no more.

Come, with high and holy hymning,
Chant our Lord's triumphant lay;
Not one darksome cloud is dimming
Yonder glorious morning ray,
Breaking o'er the purple East,
Brighter far our Easter feast.

Words: Mrs Alexander
Music: Cecil Cope