Ludv. M. Lindeman, 1812-87

is now the living One;

Bright fore-run - ner to the skies

Of His people,

yet to rise.

2 Jesus lives! let all rejoice! Praise Him, ransomed ones of earth! Praise Him in a nobler song, Cherubim of heavenly birth! Praise the Victor-King, whose sway Sin, and death, and hell obey. 3 Jesus lives! why weepest thou?

Why that sad and frequent sigh?
He who died our Brother here,
Lives our Brother still on high,-
Lives for ever, to bestow
Blessings on His Church below.
1 Jesus lives! and thus, my soul,
Life eternal waits for thee;
Joined to Him, thy living Head,

Where He is, thou too shalt be;
With Himself, at His right hand,
Victor over death shalt stand.

5 Jesus lives! To Him my heart
Draws with ever new delight:

Earthly vanities, depart!

Hinder not my heavenward flight! Let this spirit ever rise

To its magnet in the skies.

6 Hallelujah, angels, sing!

Join us in our hymn of praise, Let your chorus swell the strain Which our feebler voices raise: Glory to our God above,

And on earth His peace and love!

3 Now let the heavens be joyful,
Let earth her song begin,
Let all the world keep triumph,
And all that is therein:

In grateful exultation,

Their notes let all things blend, For Christ the Lord hath risen, Our joy that hath no end.

John of Damascus (8th Century)