O Sons and Daughters

Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia.

  1. O sons and daughters let us sing!
    The King of heav’n, our glorious King,
    From death today rose triumphing. Alleluia!
  1. That Easter morn, at break of day,
    The faithful women went their way
    To seek the tomb where Jesus lay. Alleluia!
  1. An angel clothed in white they see,
    Who sat and spoke unto the three,
    “Your Lord has gone to Galilee.” Alleluia!
  1. That night the apostles met in fear;
    And Christ did in their midst appear,
    And said, “My peace be with you here.” Alleluia!
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  1. On this most holy day of days,
    To God your hearts and voices raise,
    In laud, and jubilee, and praise. Alleluia!
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