The Cyber Hymnal ‎#15638

15638. O Holy Church, But Yester-Night

1 O Holy Church, but yester-night
In dust thy robes were trailing,
The dew was heavy on thy head,
And thou thy Lord bewailing;
O Holy Church, the gates are burst,
The seal could hold no longer;
The closing stone was adamant,
The God inside was stronger.

2 O Holy Church, this Easter morn,
Thy richest banquet spread,
Thy risen Lord, a-hungered comes
To bless and share thy bread;
O Holy Church, the Lord is here,
Let him repent who heareth,
"Arise and shine," thy light is come,
Thy glory now appeareth.

3 O Holy Church, dear bride of Christ,
With flowers bedeck thine altar,
Array thy courts in evergreens,
Intone thy richest psalter;
O mother dear, who all thy Lord’s
Rare graces dost inherit,
Now bid the loud Ter Sanctus rise,
To Father, Son, and Spirit.

Text Information

• First Line: O Holy Church, but yester-night
• Title: O Holy Church, But Yester-Night
• Author: Anonymous
• Meter: 87.87 D
• Language: English
• Source: Carols Old and Carols New by Charles L. Hutchins (Boston: Parish Choir, 1916)
• Copyright: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: AMERSFOORT
• Composer: Herman G. Batterson (1916)
• Composer: William Staunton (1916)
• Meter: 87.87 D
• Key: C Major
• Copyright: Public Domain