Dudley Buck - Easter morning - текст песни (слова)

Ere yet the gray 
 Of Easter Day
 Had tinged the night of weeping,
 With eager heed
 The women speed
 Where their dear Lord was sheeping;
 With perfumes sweet and spices rare
 and sweeter balm of tears and pray'r
 To shroud His rest with tender care.
 
 What glad surprise 
 the clear sunrise
 Is with its radiance bringing!
 The tomb was bright
 With holy night
 And shining angels singing;
 The Lord is ris'n! Be not afraid!
 The Lord has ris'n as He hath said!
 Behold the place where He was laid.
 
 The tears of night
 Are dewdrops bright,
 The sunlit fields adorning;
 And passion days
 In songs of praise
 Shall end on Easter morning;
 And doubts, and fears, and griefs and pain,
 Dissolve like clouds in gentle rain
 To make the springtide bloom again.
 
 With heart and voice
 Let men rejoice
 In Christ, the King all glorious!
 He lights the gloom of ev'ry tomb
 Who rose from dath victorious;
 For all He broke its cruel sway 
 And rolled the heavy stone away
 From ev'ry grave, on Easter Day.
 
 Now raise again
 A joyful stain,
 The risen Lord adorning;
 Glad homage bring
 To Christ the King,
 His mercy sweet imploring!
 Go forth with song your Lord to greet;
 Bow down and worship all at His feet,
 With Alleluias, Alleluias loud and sweet.