Alleluia! Alleluia!
Let the holy anthem rise,
And the choirs of heaven chant it
In the temple of the skies;
Let the mountains skip with gladness
And the joyful valleys ring,
With Hosannas in the highest
To our Savior and our King.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Like the sun from out the wave,
He has risen up in triumph
From the darkness of the grave,
He’s the splendor of the nations,
He’s the lamp of endless day;
He’s the very Lord of glory
Who is risen up today.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Blessed Jesus make us rise,
From the life of this corruption
To the life that never dies.
May Your glory be our portion,
When the days of time are past,
And the dead shall be awakened
By the trumpet’s mighty blast.
About the writer: Edward Caswell was the translator of many popular hymns. He was born in Hampshire, England in 1814 and graduated from Oxford in 1836. He became a deacon in the Church of England but resigned his ecclesiastical position in 1846 to join the Roman Catholic Church. He became a priest in the Congregation of the Oratory where he remained until his death in 1878. His biographer says: “His life was marked by earnest devotion to his clerical duties and a loving interest in the poor and the sick.”
Key Verse: He isn’t here! He has been raised from the dead, just as he said would happen. Come, see where his body was lying. –Matthew 28:6