Come all ye people, great and small,
And praise the Lord, your king;
Who triumphed o’er the monster death,
And took away its sting.
With joyous step and happy heart
Into His courts repair;
And worship in His holy sight,
And make your offering there.
Come worship Him, who came on earth
The lost to seek and save;
And bid them fix their hope beyond
The darkness of the grave.
Praise Him with anthems rich and sweet,
And sounds of glad refrain;
For unto us has He made known
That now to die is gain.