Hark! the angels bright are singing
In the glorious Easter sky:
Jesus from the grave has risen,
Jesus now no more may die.
This is what the angels say;
We will sing with them today.
Pilate’s soldiers tried to keep
Jesus fast within the grave;
And they put a seal and stone
Upon the entrance to the cave.
But when three days passed away,
At the awful midnight hour,
Jesus rose all gloriously
By His own almighty power.
We must die as Jesus died,
But we, too, from death shall rise;
Then with Him, if we are good,
We shall reign beyond the skies.