Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!

1 O sons and daughters of the King
whom heav'nly hosts in glory sing,
today the grave hath lost its sting.
Alleluia!

2 On that first morning of the week
the Marys went their Lord to seek
before the day began to break.
Alleluia!

3 An angel bade their sorrow flee,
for thus he spoke unto the three:
"Your Lord is gone to Galilee."
Alleluia!

4 That night th'apostles met in fear;
amidst them came their Lord most dear,
and said, "Peace be unto you here."
Alleluia!

5 What Thomas afterwards had heard
that Jesus had fulfilled his word,
he doubted if it were the Lord.
Alleluia!

6 "Thomas, behold my side," said he;
"my hands, my feet, my body see,
and doub not, but believing be."
Alleluia!

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

8 How blest are they who have not seen,
and yet whose faith has constant been;
in life eternal they shall reign.
Alleluia!

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