Low in the grave
They had bur­ied Christ the Sav­ior;
Dark was the night
Round the si­lent guard­ed tomb,
But with the dawn
Came a glow of heav’n­ly splen­dor
Glory filled the earth dis­pell­ing gloom.

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Wake, sweet­est strains of mu­sic!
Telling out the sto­ry
How from death the Sav­ior rose
To live for­ev­er­more.
Wake, sweetest strains of mu­sic!
Drive away all sad­ness
Let your an­thems ring from shore to shore.

Close to the tomb
Were the sol­diers vi­gil keep­ing,
When from above
Came a form of dazz­ling light,
Then He arose
From the grave a mighty vic­tor
Angels wel­comed Him in robes of white.

Refrain

Joy to the world,
Let this day be filled with glad­ness—
Wake sweet­est strains
Join this hap­py East­er song,
Peace shall abide,
For the grave has lost its ter­ror
Christ is ris­en—let His praise pro­long.

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