Hymns from the Morningland / Being Translations, Centos and Suggestions from the Service Books of the Holy Eastern Church

by Unknown

For, with the morn, the Lord of Life awakes,

And sin and death into the grave are cast.

II

Glory to God! The cross with all its shame,

Now sheds its glory o’er a ransomed world;

For He Who bore the burden of our blame,

With pierced hands the foe to hell hath hurled.

III

Glory to God! Sing ransomed souls again,—

And let your songs our glorious Victor laud,