170 Come You Faithful
[1]
Come you faithful raise the strain
Of triumphant gladness;
God has brought His Israel
Into joy from sadness;
Loosed from Pharoah s bitter yoke
Jacob s sons and daughters;
Led them with unmoistened foot
Through the Red Sea waters.
Come you faithful raise the strain
Of triumphant gladness;
God has brought His Israel
Into joy from sadness;
Loosed from Pharoah s bitter yoke
Jacob s sons and daughters;
Led them with unmoistened foot
Through the Red Sea waters.
[2]
Tis the spring of souls today;
Christ has burst His prison
And from three days sleep in death
As a sun has risen;
All the winter of our sins
Long and dark is flying
From His light to whom is giv n
Laud and praise undying.
Tis the spring of souls today;
Christ has burst His prison
And from three days sleep in death
As a sun has risen;
All the winter of our sins
Long and dark is flying
From His light to whom is giv n
Laud and praise undying.
[3]
Now the queen of seasons bright
With the day of splendor
With the royal feast of feasts
Comes its joy to render;
Comes to gladden faithful hearts
Which with true affection
Welcome in unwearied strain
Jesus resurrection.
Now the queen of seasons bright
With the day of splendor
With the royal feast of feasts
Comes its joy to render;
Comes to gladden faithful hearts
Which with true affection
Welcome in unwearied strain
Jesus resurrection.
[4]
For today among the twelve
Christ appeared bestowing
His deep peace which evermore
Passes human knowing.
Neither could the gates of death
Nor the tomb s dark portal
Nor the watchers nor the seal
Hold Him as a mortal.
For today among the twelve
Christ appeared bestowing
His deep peace which evermore
Passes human knowing.
Neither could the gates of death
Nor the tomb s dark portal
Nor the watchers nor the seal
Hold Him as a mortal.
[5]
"Alleluia!" now we cry
To our King immortal
Who triumphant burst the bars
Of the tomb s dark portal;
"Alleluia" with the Son
God the Father praising;
"Alleluia!" yet again
To the Spirit raising.
"Alleluia!" now we cry
To our King immortal
Who triumphant burst the bars
Of the tomb s dark portal;
"Alleluia" with the Son
God the Father praising;
"Alleluia!" yet again
To the Spirit raising.