Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.

1 O sons and daughters, let us sing!
The King of heav'n, the glorious King,
O'er death today rose triumphing.
Alleluia!

2 That Easter morn, at break of day,
The faithful women went their way
To seek the tomb where Jesus lay.
Alleluia!

3 An angel clad in white they see,
who sat and spoke unto the three,
"Your Lord has gone to Galilee."
Alleluia!

4 That night the apostles met in fear;
Amidst them came their Lord most dear,
and said, "My peace be on all here."
Alleluia!

5 When Thomas first the tidings heard
How they had seen the risen Lord,
He doubted the disciples' word.
Alleluia!

6 "My wounded side, O Thomas, see;
Behold my hands, my feet," said he,
"Not faithless, but believing be."
Alleluia!

7 No longer Thomas then denied,
He saw the feet, the hands, the side;
"You are my Lord and God," he cried.
Alleluia!

8 How blest are they who have not seen
And yet whose faith has constant been,
For they eternal life shall win.
Alleluia!

9 On this most holy day of days,
To God your hearts and voices raise,
In laud, and jubilee and praise.
Alleluia!