Verse 1
Awake ye saints awake,
Salute this holy morn
With songs of joy and praise
Worship the Lord of life
Come, bless the blessed Holy day
The like of the rest, yet in heaven.

Verse 2
On this blest holy morn
The Lord rose from the dead
He broke the gates of death,
Triumphant o'er our foe
And now He pleads for us above
Gathering the harvest of love.

Verse 3
All hail to Thee thou King!
Hosannas raise above;
The earth in humble voice
Joins in the glad refrain;
Worthy is the Lamb that was slain
To live and reign for ever more.