1 “CHRIST the Lord is risen to-day,” Sons of men and angels say! Raise your joys and triumphs high; Sing, ye heavens; and, earth, reply. 2 Love’s redeeming work is done, Fought the fight, the battle won: Lo! our Sun’s eclipse is o’er; Lo! He sets in blood no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal; Christ has burst the gates of hell! Death in vain forbids His rise: Christ has open’d paradise! 4 Lives again our glorious King: Where, O Death, is now thy sting? Dying once, He