Again the morn of gladness

(one verse introduction)

Again the morn of gladness,
The morn of light, is here;
And earth itself looks fairer,
And heaven itself more near;
The bells, like angel voices,
Speak peace to every breast;
And all the land lies quiet
To keep the day of rest.

Glory be to Jesus,
Let all His children say;
He rose again, He rose again,
On this glad day.

Again, O loving Savior,
The children of Thy grace
Prepare themselves to seek Thee
Within Thy chosen place.
Our song shall rise to greet Thee,
If Thou our hearts wilt raise;
If Thou our lips wilt open,
Our mouth shall show Thy praise.

Glory be to Jesus,
Let all His children say;
He rose again, He rose again,
On this glad day.

Tell out, sweet bells, His praises!
O let us sing His Name!
Still louder and still farther
His mighty deeds proclaim;
Till all whom He redeemèd
Shall own Him Lord and King,
Till every knee shall worship,
And every tongue shall sing.

Glory be to Jesus,
Let all His children say;
He rose again, He rose again,
On this glad day.

Words: John Ellerton, 1873
Music: Morn of Gladness, Arthur Cottman, 1877