Awake, ye saints, awake,
And hail this sacred day!
In loftiest songs of praise
Your joyful homage pay.
Come, bless the day that God hath blessed,
The type of heaven’s eternal rest.

On this auspicious morn
The Lord of life arose,
And burst the bars of death,
And vanquished all our foes:
And now He pleads our cause above
And reaps the fruit of all His love.

All hail, triumphant Lord!
Heaven with hosannas rings;
And earth, in humbler strains,
Thy praise responsive sings.
Worthy the Lamb that once was slain
Through endless years to live and reign!