AWAKE, thou wintry earth, Fling off thy sadness! Fair, vernal flowers, laugh forth Your ancient gladness! Christ is risen! Warm, woods, your blossoms all, Grim Death is dead! Ye weeping, funeral trees, Lift up your head: Christ is risen! Come, see! the graves are green; It is light, let us go Where our loved ones rest In hope below: Christ is risen! All is fresh and new Full of Spring and light. Wintry heart, why wear'st the hue Of sleep and night? Christ is risen! Leave thy cares beneath, Leave thy worldly love! Begin the better life With God above. Christ is risen! |