1 Alleluia, song of gladness,
Voice of joy that cannot die;
Alleluia is the anthem
Ever dear to choirs on high;
In the house of God abiding
Thus they sing eternally.

2 Alleluia! Lead our praises,
True Jerusalem and free;
Alleluia, joyful mother,
Bring us to your jubilee;
But by Babylon's sad waters
Mourning exiles now are we.

3 Alleluia cannot always
Be our song while here below;
Alleluia our transgressions
Make us for a while forego:
For the solemn time is coming
When our tears for sin must flow.

4 In our hymns we pray with longing:
Grant us, blessed Trinity,
At the last to keep glad Easter
With the faithful saints on high;
There to you for ever singing
Alleluia joyfully.