Lift Your Glad Voices in Triumph on High
1. Lift your glad voices in triumph on high, For Jesus hath risen, and
Loud was the chorus of angels on high: “The Saviour hath risen, and
man cannot die; Vain were the terrors that gathered around him, And
man cannot die.”
short the dominion of death and the grave, He burst from the fetters of
darkness that bound him, Resplendent in glory, to live and to save;
2. Glory to God, in full anthems of joy!
The being he gave us death cannot destroy!
Sad were the life we must part with tomorrow,
If tears were our birthright, and death were our end;
But Jesus hath cheered the dark valley of sorrow,
And bade us, immortal, to heaven ascend.
Lift, then, your voices in triumph on high,
For Jesus hath risen, and man shall not die.
Loud was the chorus of angels on high: “The Saviour hath risen, and
man cannot die; Vain were the terrors that gathered around him, And
man cannot die.”
short the dominion of death and the grave, He burst from the fetters of
darkness that bound him, Resplendent in glory, to live and to save;
2. Glory to God, in full anthems of joy!
The being he gave us death cannot destroy!
Sad were the life we must part with tomorrow,
If tears were our birthright, and death were our end;
But Jesus hath cheered the dark valley of sorrow,
And bade us, immortal, to heaven ascend.
Lift, then, your voices in triumph on high,
For Jesus hath risen, and man shall not die.
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