Fair breaks the dawn of endless day,
In heav'n triumphant thunders play,
Earth answers with exulting lay,
Hell mourns aloud its ravished prey.

Seeing our valiant Prince lay low
the pow’rs of death with mortal blow,
Tread under foot th’infernal foe,
And let his pining captives go.

He, whom that rocky barrier bound
While sentries kept their guard around,
A wondrous triumph here hath found,
Of death by death the Victor crowned.

Mouming Is done and sorrow Tied,
The pains of hell discomfited,
Since first that dazzling angel sad:
"Your Lord is risen from the dead.

O welcome voice those women three
Heard of angelic prophecy!
Anon your Master you shall see
In his dear land of Galilee.

Those joyful tidings heard and prove,
To Galilee his friends removed,
Where at their side his presence moved,
So deeply mourned, so dearly loved,

His dazzling wounds he doth disclose,
Bathed in the light heav'n's glory knows;
Whose clear-seen testimony shows
That Christ who died is Christ who rose.

Lord Christ, whose mercy proves the king,
Our hearts beneath thy sceptre bring!
Our bounden homage offering,
thy praise eternally we'll sing.