By Lucia K Haase

Most glorious, that on this day,
the Lord of Life bestowed the way
to all mankind, o’re death and sin-
no longer captive, us to win.

Concordant with the risen sun,
our victory in Him is won,
our joy as though the fragrant flower
that blooms within a certain hour-

perennial as though the Spring-
the soul from which we praise and sing
of utmost love, just as we ought-
the lesson that our Lord has taught.



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