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 prayer and strong,
Bursting at the resurrection
Into song.

O the beauty, O 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, mother, sister, brother,
Meet once more.