The world itself keeps Easter Day,
And Easter larks are singing;
And Easter flow’rs are blooming gay,
And Easter buds are springing.
The Lord of all things lives anew,
And all His works are rising, too.

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Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!

There stood three Marys by the tomb,
On Easter morning early,
When day had scarcely chased the gloom,
And dew was white and pearly.
With loving, but with erring mind,
They come, the Prince of life to find.

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But earlier still the angel sped,
The news of comfort giving;
And Why, he said, among the dead,
Thus seek ye for the living?
Go, tell them all, and make them blest;
Tell Peter first, and then the rest.

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The world itself keeps Easter day,
And Easter larks are singing,
And Easter flow’rs are blooming gay,
And Easter buds are springing.
The Lord hath ris’n, as all things tell;
Good Christians, see ye rise as well.

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