Saturday, June 23, 2007

Midnight, Sunday Morning

Christ Jesus lay in death's strong bands, for our offenses given;
But now at God's right hand he stands and brings us life from heaven;
Therefore let us joyful be
And sing to God right thankfully
Loud songs of hallelujah.

It was a strange and dreadful strife when life and death contended;
The victory remained with life, the reign of death was ended;
Holy Scripture plainly saith
That death is swallowed up by death,
His sting is lost for ever.

Here the true Paschal Lamb we see, Whom God so freely gave us;
He died on the accursed tree—So strong his love!—to save us.
See, his blood doth mark our door;
Faith points to it, death passes o'er,
And Satan cannot harm us.

So let us keep the festival whereto the Lord invites us;
Christ is himself the Joy of all, the Sun that warms and lights us.
By his grace he doth impart
Eternal sunshine to the heart;
The night of sin is ended.

Then let us feast this joyful day on Christ, the Bread of heaven;
The Word of grace hath purged away the old and evil leaven.
Christ alone our souls will feed,
He is our meat and drink indeed;
Faith lives upon no other.

-- The Trinity Hymnal, no. 207

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