The Lord is risen, the resurrection morning
Has dawned, and from my troubled heart has fled
The fear of death, and now in place of mourning
Joy, sweetest joy and peace are mine instead.
The Lord is risen, the reign of sin has ended,
He holds the key of death, and from its sway
My soul is freed, for now in Him ascended
Life, everlasting life is mine today.
The Lord is risen, He Satan’s power has broken,
And from the foe, my ransomed soul is free;
The Lord is risen, and by His wondrous token
I too shall rise His glorious face to see.
by Marion E.C. Netherton