Hail, day of days! in peals of praise Throughout all ages owned, When Christ, our God, hell's empire trod, And high o'er heaven was throned. This glorious morn the world newborn In rising beauty shows; How, with her Lord to life restored, Her gifts and graces rose! The spring serene in sparkling sheen The flower-clad earth arrays, Heaven's portal bright its radiant light In fuller flood displays. The fiery sun in loftier noon O'er heaven's high orbit shines, As o'er the tide of waters wide He rises and declines. From hell's deep gloom, from earth's dark tomb, The Lord in triumph soars; The forests raise their leafy praise; The flowery field adores. As star by star He mounts afar, And hell imprisoned lies, Let stars and light and depth and height In hallelujahs rise. Lo! He who died, the Crucified, God over all He reigns; On Him we call, His creatures all, Who heaven and earth sustains. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SWORD AND THE SICKLE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE RIVER-MERCHANT'S WIFE: A LETTER by LI PO SPRING'S WELCOME, FR. ALEXANDER AND CAMPASPE by JOHN LYLY TRUST IN GOD by NORMAN MACLEOD (1812-1872) THE ORCHARD PIT by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI ODE IN MEMORY OF THE AMERICAN VOLUNTEERS FALLEN FOR FRANCE by ALAN SEEGER |