The Lord is risen indeed; The grave has lost its prey

The Lord is risen indeed;
The grave hath lost its prey;
With Him shall rise the ransomed seed,
To reign in endless day.

The Lord is risen indeed;
He lives, to die no more;
He lives, His people's cause to plead,
Whose curse and shame He bore.

The Lord is risen indeed;
Attending angels, hear!
Up to the courts of heaven, with speed,
The joyful tidings bear.

Then wake your golden lyres,
And strike each cheerful chord;
Join, all ye bright celestial choirs,
To sing our risen Lord.

AMEN.