Swing, snowy lilies, to and fro;
Tell ye the story soft and low;
Jesus is risen, empty the grave;
Victor triumphant, He cometh to save.
Sing, snowy lilies! Oh, tell out your joy!
Tell out your joy! Tell out your joy!
Lift the glad carol, the victor’s palm wave,
Jesus is risen, almighty to save!
Swing, snowy lilies, tell it wide,
Once more He lives, the Crucified;
Pain of the scourging and cross are past;
His is the vict’ry at last, yes, at last.
Swing, snowy lilies, pure and white,
Bring ye love’s off’ring, life and light;
Beauty and fragrance, your all now bring
Into His presence, the great risen King.