Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, Alleluia! Christ hath burst the gates of hell, Alleluia! Death in vain forbids his rise, Alleluia! Christ hath opened Paradise, Alleluia!
Lives again our glorious King, Alleluia! Where, O death, is now thy sting? Alleluia! Once he died our souls to save, Alleluia! Where thy victory, O grave? Alleluia!
Hail, the Lord of earth and heaven, Alleluia! Praise to thee by both be given, Alleluia! Thee we greet triumphant now, Alleluia! Hail, the resurrection day, Alleluia!
Hymns of praise then let us sing, Alleluia! Unto Christ, our heavenly King, Alleluia! Who endured the cross and grave, Alleluia! Sinners to redeem and save. Alleluia! Text: Charles Wesley; Melody: Llanfair 7.7.7.7 with Alleluias; Music: Robert Williams, c. 1781-1821; Midi: Cyberhymnal
Lord Jesus Christ, as daylight fades, As shine the lights of eventide, We praise the Father with the Son, The Spirit blest and with them one.
O Son of God, the source of life, Praise is your due by night and day; Unsullied lips must raise the strain Of your proclaimed and splendid name. Text: Phos Hilaron, Translator: William G. Storey; Melody: Jesu, Dulcis Memoria, Gregorian Plainsong, LM
Thou wast their Rock, their Fortress and their Might; Thou, Lord, their Captain in the well fought fight; Thou, in the darkness drear, their one true Light. Alleluia, Alleluia!
O blest communion, fellowship divine! We feebly struggle, they in glory shine; All are one in Thee, for all are Thine. Alleluia, Alleluia!
But lo! there breaks a yet more glorious day; The saints triumphant rise in bright array; The King of glory passes on His way. Alleluia, Alleluia! Music: Sine Nomine, 10.10.10 with Alleuia; Ralph Vaughan Williams, 1906; Text: William W. How, 1864.
Where streams of living water flow, To rest my soul he leads me: Where fresh and fertile pastures grow, With heav’nly food he feeds me.
Perverse and foolish I have strayed, But he with love has sought me, And on his shoulder gently laid, And home, rejoicing, brought me.
In death’s dark vale, I fear no ill, With you, dear Lord, beside me: Your rod and staff my comfort still, Your cross will ever guide me.
You spread a banquet in my sight, My head with oil anointing, And let me taste the sweet delight From your pure chalice flowing.
And so through all the length of days Your goodness fails me never; Good Shepherd, may I sing your praise Within your house forever. Melody: St. Columba; Text Psalm 23 paraphrased by Henry W. Baker
We who once were dead Now live, fully knowing Jesus as our head. Life is overflowing When he breaks the bread.
We were lost in night, But you sought and found us. Give us strength to fight; Death is all around us. Jesus be our light.
He became our bread; Jesus died to save us. On him we are fed, Eating what he gave us, Rising from the dead.
Let us share the pain You endured in dying; We shall then remain Living; Death defying, We shall rise again. Text: In the midst of death Tune: In the midst of death