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4/3/14 at 10:08 PM 12 Comments

What Is Your Favorite Easter Hymn?

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As Easter approaches it would be a good time to share our favorite hymns of the resurrection. Music has such power to drive home the message of Jesus’ triumph over sin and death and help us lift our voices in praise and adoration to Him. I invite each reader to share in a comment your favorite hymn(s), along with a link to the soundtrack if possible, and perhaps telling why it is meaningful to you. I will put the lyrics into the body of this post for others to be blessed. Here are three of my favorites—one very old, one a hundred years old, and one contemporary:

Christ, the Lord, Is Risen Today
Charles Wesley, 1739

Christ, the Lord, is risen today, Alleluia!
Sons of men and angels say, Alleluia!
Raise your joys and triumphs high, Alleluia!
Sing, ye heavens, and earth, reply, Alleluia!

Lives again our glorious King, Alleluia!
Where, O death, is now thy sting? Alleluia!
Dying once, our souls to save, Alleluia!
Where thy victory, O grave? Alleluia!

Love’s redeeming work is done, Alleluia!
Fought the fight, the battle won, Alleluia!
Death in vain forbids His rise, Alleluia!
Christ hath opened paradise, Alleluia!

Soar we now where Christ hath led, Alleluia!
Following our exalted Head, Alleluia!
Made like Him, like Him we rise, Alleluia!
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies, Alleluia!

Lift High the Cross
George William Kitchen and Michael Robert Newbolt, 1916

Lift high the cross
The love of Christ proclaim,
Till all the world
Adore His sacred name.

Come brethren follow
Where our Captain trod
Our King victorious
Christ the Son of God.

Let every race and
Every language tell
Of Him who saves
Our souls from death and hell.

From farthest regions
Let their homage bring
And on His cross adore
Their Savior King.

Set up the throne
That earth’s despair may cease
Beneath the shadow
Of its healing peace.

For thy blest Cross
Which doth for all atone
Creation’s praises
Rise before thy throne.

O Lord, once lifted
On the glorious tree,
As Thou hast promised
Draw the world to Thee.

So shall our song
Of triumph ever be:
Praise to the Crucified
For victory.

Lift high the cross
The love of Christ proclaim,
Till all the world
Adore His sacred name.

I Know My Redeemer Lives
Nicole C. Mullen, 2006

Who taught the sun where to stand in the morning?
And who told the ocean you can only come this far?
And who showed the moon where to hide ’til evening?
Whose words alone can catch a falling star?

Well I know my Redeemer lives
I know my Redeemer lives:
All of creation testifies
This life within me cries
I know my Redeemer lives.

The very same God that spins things in orbit
Runs to the weary, the worn and the weak
And the same gentle hands that hold me when I’m broken
They conquered death to bring me victory.

Now I know my Redeemer lives
I know my Redeemer lives
All of creation testifies
This life within me cries
I know my Redeemer, He lives
To take away my shame
And He lives forever, I’ll proclaim

That the payment for my sin
Was the precious life He gave
But now He’s alive and
There’s an empty grave.

And I know my Redeemer lives
I know my Redeemer lives
Let all creation testify
Let this life within me cry
I know my Redeemer,
I know my Redeemer,
I know my Redeemer lives.
I know my Redeemer lives.

From Fran Patz Craig:

Ancient Anglican: Hail Thee, Festival Day
Venantius Fortunatus (530-609)
trans. Maurice Frederick Bell, 1906

Refrain: Hail thee, festival day!
Blest day that art hallowed forever;
day wherein Christ arose,
breaking the kingdom of death.

Lo, the fair beauty of earth,
from the death of the winter arising,
every good gift of the year
now with its Master returns. Refrain

He who was nailed to the Cross
is God and the Ruler of all things;
all things created on earth
worship the Maker of all. Refrain

God of all pity and power,
let thy word be assured to the doubted;
light on the third day returns:
rise, Son of God, from the tomb! Refrain

Ill doth it seem that thy limbs
should linger in lowly dishonor;
ransom and price of the world,
veiled from the vision of men. Refrain

Loosen, O Lord, the enchained,
the spirits imprisoned in darkness;
rescue, recall into life those
who are rushing to death. Refrain

Ill it beseemeth that thou,
by whose hand all things are encompassed,
captive and bound shouldst remain,
deep in the gloom of the rock. Refrain

Rise now, O Lord, from the grave
and cast off the shroud that enwrapped thee;
thou art sufficient for us;
nothing without thee exists. Refrain

Mourning they laid thee to rest,
who art Author of life and creation;
treading the pathway of death,
life thou bestowedst on man. Refrain

Show us thy face once more,
that the ages may joy in thy brightness;
give us the light of day,
darkened on earth at thy death. Refrain

Out of the prison of death
thou art rescuing numberless captives;
freely they tread in the way
whither their Maker has gone. Refrain

Jesus has harrowed hell;
he had led captivity captive;
darkness and chaos and death
flee from the face of the light. Refrain

Old Baptist: He Arose
Robert Lowry, 1874

Low in the grave He lay, Jesus my Savior,
Waiting the coming day, Jesus my Lord!

Up from the grave He arose,
With a mighty triumph o’er His foes,
He arose a Victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever, with His saints to reign.
He arose! He arose!
Hallelujah! Christ arose!

Vainly they watch His bed, Jesus my Savior;
Vainly they seal the dead, Jesus my Lord!

Death cannot keep its Prey, Jesus my Savior;
He tore the bars away, Jesus my Lord!

Contemporary: Celebrate, Jesus, Celebrate!
Don Moen, 2006

Celebrate Jesus celebrate
Celebrate Jesus celebrate
Celebrate Jesus celebrate
Celebrate Jesus celebrate

He is risen He is risen
And He lives forevermore
He is risen, He is risen
Come on and celebrate
The resurrection of our Lord

He is risen He is risen
And He lives forevermore
He is risen He is risen
Come on and celebrate
Come on and celebrate
Come on and celebrate
The resurrection of the Lord

From Beth Paluzzi:

Amazing Grace 
John Newton, 1779
Il Divo's Rendition of Amazing Grace

Amazing grace! How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found;
Was blind, but now I see.

’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come;
’Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

The Lord has promised good to me,
His Word my hope secures;
He will my Shield and Portion be,
As long as life endures.

Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess, within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.

When we’ve been there ten thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun,
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
Than when we’d first begun.

Was It a Morning Like This?
Sandi Patty, 2003

Was it a morning like this
When the Son still hid from Jerusalem?
And Mary rose from her bed
To tend the Lord She thought was dead

What is a morning like this,
When Mary walked down from Jerusalem?
And two angels stood at the tomb,
Bearers of news she would hear soon.

Did the grass sing?
Did the earth rejoice
To feel you again?
Over and over like a
Trumpet underground,
Did the earth seem to pound:
“He is risen”

Over and over
In a never ending round
“He is risen, alleluia, alleluia!”

Was it an morning like this,
When Peter and John from Jerusalem?
And as they raced for the tomb,
Beneath their feet was there a tune?

Was it a morning like this,
When my Lord looked out
On Jerusalem?
He is risen, alleluia, alleluia.

From Reformedview:

Oh Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Bernard of Clairvaux, 1153
trans. James W. Alexander, 1830

O sacred head, now wounded,
With grief and shame weighed down,
Now scornfully surrounded
With thorns, Thine only crown;
O sacred head, what glory!
What bliss, till now was Thine!
Yet, though despised and gory,
I joy to call Thee mine.

O noblest brow, and dearest!
In other days the world
All feared, when Thou appeared’st,
What shame on Thee is hurled!
How art Thou pale with anguish,
With sore abuse and scorn;
How does that visage anguish,
When once was bright as morn.

What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered,
Was all for sinners’ gain;
Mine, mine was the transgression,
But Thine the deadly pain.
Lo, here I fall, my Savior!
’Tis I deserve Thy place;
Look on me with Thy favor,
Vouchsafe to me Thy grace.

What language shall I borrow,
To thank Thee, dearest friend,
For this, Thy dying sorrow,
Thy pity without end?
Oh! make me Thine forever,
And should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
Outlive my love to Thee.

From A to Z

Holy, Holy, Holy
Reginald Heber, 1826

Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!
Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee;
Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty!
God in three Persons, blessed Trinity!

Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore Thee,
Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee,
Who was, and is, and evermore shall be.

Holy, holy, holy! Though the darkness hide Thee,
Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see;
Only Thou art holy; there is none beside Thee,
Perfect in pow'r, in love, and purity.

 Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty!
All Thy works shall praise Thy Name, in earth, and sky, and sea;
Holy, holy, holy; merciful and mighty!
God in three Persons, blessed Trinity!

From John Hillary:

By His Wounds
Wes King

We did not esteem Him
We hid our faces from Him
As smitten of God
Surely our sins He wore
The griefs we bore fell upon Him
No stately form of majesty
That we would see Him lovely
Aquainted with grief
Surely His Father’s will He did fulfil in dying

He was pierced for our transgressions
Forsaken of men
Cut off from the land of living
He knew no sin
And when like a lamb that was led to slaughter
He was silent
And by His wounds we are healed

All we like sheep have gone astray
And turned each one to his own way
Far from the fold
Surely our shepherd died and justified the many

He was pierced for our transgressions
Forsaken of men
Cut off from the land of living
He knew no sin
And when like a lamb that was led to slaughter
He was silent
And by His wounds we are healed

God’s Own Lamb
Buddy Green

I know whom I’ve believed
And His name is Jesus Christ
He’s the Savior of my soul
And the Lord of my life
He died to satisfy His justice
And His righteousness
And to give me life eternal
In His everlasting rest

Oh, the fullness of the father
Was found in Jesus Christ
The creator of all things
To whom we owe our life
He gave up heaven’s glories
And became a lowly man
And He took our place upon the cross
As God’s own perfect lamb

God’s own lamb provided for the world
God’s own lamb, like a rare and precious pearl
I thank God for a heart to love and eyes to see
And a mind that understands
That I’m saved and made alive in Him
In God’s own perfect lamb.

I thank God for a heart to love and eyes to see
And a mind that understands
That I’m saved and made alive in Him
In God’s own perfect lamb,
God’s own perfect lamb.

Rise Again
Dallas Holm

Go ahead, drive the nails in my hands
Laugh at me where you stand
Go ahead, and say it isn’t me
The day will come, when you will see!

’Cause I’ll rise again
Ain’t no power on earth can tie me down
Yes, I’ll rise again
Death can’t keep me in the ground!

Go ahead, and mock my name
My love for you is still the same
Go ahead, and bury me
But very soon I will be free!

’Cause I’ll rise again
Ain’t no power on earth can tie me down
Yes, I’ll rise again
Death can’t keep me in the ground!

Go ahead, and say I’m dead and gone
But you will see that you were wrong
Go ahead, try to hide the Son
But all will see that I’m the One!

’Cause I’ll Come again
Ain’t no power on earth can keep me back
Yes, I’ll come again
Come to take my people back

Jesus Saves
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RwZqhx8eSN4&list=RDRwZqhx8eSN4

Nick Herbert, Tim Hughes

Hear the heart of heaven beating, "Jesus Saves. Jesus saves."
And the hush of mercy breathing, "Jesus Saves. Jesus saves."
Hear the host of angels sing, "Glory to the Newborn King."
And the sounding joy repeating, "Jesus saves."

See the humblest hearts adore Him. "Jesus saves. Jesus saves."
And the wisest bow before Him. "Jesus saves. Jesus saves."
See the sky alive with praise, melting darkness in its place
There is life forevermore, "Jesus saves. Jesus saves."

He will live our sorrow sharing, "Jesus saves. Jesus saves."
He will die our burden bearing, "Jesus saves. Jesus saves."
"It is done!" will shout the cross,

Christ has paid redemption's cost!
While the empty tomb's declaring, "Jesus saves."

Freedom's calling, chains are falling,
hope is dawning bright and true.
Day is breaking, night is quaking,

God is making all things new.
"Jesus saves."

Oh to grace, how great a debtor! "Jesus saves. Jesus saves."
All the saints who shout together. "I know that Jesus saves."
Rising us so vast and strong lifting up salvation's song,

The redeemed will sing forever,
the redeemed will sing forever,
the redeemed will sing forever,

"Jesus saves."
"Jesus saves."

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