One of my favorite hymns of all-time; it's #192 in the 1982. The splendid lyric here:
This joyful Eastertide,
away with care and sorrow!
My Love, the Crucified,
hath sprung to life this morrow.
Refrain:
Had Christ, that once was slain,
ne'er burst his three-day prison,
our faith had been in vain;
but now is Christ arisen,
arisen, arisen, arisen.
Death's flood hath lost its chill,
since Jesus crossed the river:
Lover of souls, from ill
my passing soul deliver, Refrain
My flesh in hope shall rest,
and for a season slumber,
till trump from east to west
shall wake the dead in number. Refrain
2 comments:
I hate to sound catty but it is unfortunate that they would record this when the soprano can't reach the high note at the climax of each refrain.
They left that for us to fill in....
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