Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
Ye sons and daughters of the King,
Whom heavenly hosts in glory sing,
Today the grave has lost its sting.
Alleluia!
On that first morning of the week,
Before the day began to break,
The Marys went their Lord to seek.
Alleluia!
An angel bade their sorrow flee,
For thus he spake unto the three:
'Your Lord is gone to Galilee.'
Alleluia!
That night the Apostles met in fear,
Amidst them came their Lord most dear,
And said: 'Peace be unto you here!'
Alleluia!
On this most holy day of days,
To God, your hearts and voices raise
In laud, and jubilee, and praise.
Alleluia!
And we with Holy Church unite,
As evermore is just and right,
In glory to the King of Light.
Alleluia!
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