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THIS JOYFUL EASTERTIDE
HYMN
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This joyful Eastertide,
away with sin and sorrow,
my love, the Crucified,
hath sprung to life this morrow:
Had Christ, that once was slain,
ne’er burst his three-day prison
our faith had been in vain:
but now hath Christ arisen.
II
My flesh in hope shall rest,
and for a season slumber:
till trump from east to west
shall wake the dead in number:
Had Christ, that once was slain,
ne’er burst his three-day prison
our faith had been in vain:
but now hath Christ arisen.
III
Death’s flood hath lost his chill,
since Jesus crossed the river:
lover of souls, from ill
my passing soul deliver.
Had Christ, that once was slain,
ne’er burst his three-day prison
our faith had been in vain:
but now hath Christ arisen.
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(George Ratcliffe Woodward 1849-1934)
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