LYRIC
1 Lift up, lift up your voices now;
the whole wide world rejoices now:
the Lord hath triumphed gloriously,
the Lord shall reign victoriously.
2 In vain with stone the cave they barred;
in vain the watch kept ward and guard:
majestic from the spoiled tomb,
in pomp of triumph Christ is come.
3 He binds in chains the ancient foe;
a countless host he frees from woe,
and heav’n’s high portal open flies,
for Christ has ris’n, and man shall rise.
4 And all he did, and all he bare,
he gives us as our own to share;
and hope and joy and peace begin,
for Christ has won, and man shall win.
5 O Victor, aid us in the fight,
and lead through death to realms of light:
we safely pass where thou hast trod;
in thee we die to rise to God.
6 Thy flock, from sin and death set free,
glad alleluias raise to thee;
and ever with the heav’nly host
praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
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