Blest morning, whose first dawning rays
Verse 1
Blest morning, whose first dawning rays Beheld the Son of God Arise triumphant from the grave, And leave His dark abode.
Verse 2
Wrapt in the silence of the tomb The great Redeemer lay Till the revolving skies had brought The third, the appointed day.
Verse 3
Hell and the grave combined their force To hold our Lord, in vain; Sudden the Conqueror arose And burst their feeble chain.
Verse 4
To Thy great name, almighty Lord, We sacred honours pay, And loud hosannahs shall proclaim The triumphs of the day.
Verse 5
Salvation and immortal praise To our victorious King! Let heaven and earth, and rocks and seas, With glad hosannas ring.