Alleluia, alleluia!
Hearts to Heav'n and voices raise;
Sing to God a hymn of gladness,
Sing to God a hymn of praise.
He, who on the Cross a Victim,
For the world's salvation bled,
Jesus Christ, the King of glory,
Now is risen from the dead.

Christ is risen, Christ, the first fruits
Of the holy harvest field,
Which will all its full abundance
At His second coming yield:
Then the golden ears of harvest
Will their heads before Him wave,
Ripened by His glorious sunshine
From the furrows of the grave.

Christ is risen, we are risen!
Shed upon us heav'nly grace,
Rain and dew and gleams of glory
From the brightness of Thy face;
that we, with our hearts in heavén,
Here on earth may fruitful be,
And by angel hands be gathered,
And be ever, Lord, with Thee.

Alleluia, alleluia!
Glory be to God on high;
Alleluia! to the Savior
Who has gained the victôry;
Alleluia! to the Spirit,
Fount of love and sanctity
Alleluia, alleluia!
To the Triune Majesty.