On the resurrection morning
Soul and body meet again,
No more sorrow, no more weeping,
No more pain.

Soul and body reunited,
Thenceforth nothing shall divide,
Waking up in Christ's own likeness
Satisfied.

But the soul, in contemplation,
Utters earnest pray'r and strong,
Bursting at the Resurrection
Into song

Oh the beauty, oh the gladness
Of that resurrection day,
Which shall not through endless ages
Pass away.

On that happy Easter morning
All the graves their dead restore,
Father, Sister, Child and Mother
Meet once more.