| Song | Early Ere The Dawn Of The Morning |
| Album | Hymns For Easter |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | John Hopkins |
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| Tags | Early Ere The Dawn Of The Morning |
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Early Ere The Dawn Of The Morning,
After The Earthquake Thunder
By The Tomb, Now Empty And Open,
Jesus Had Burst Asunder
Angels Of Light Sat Clothed In White,
And Singing With All Their Might
He That Was Slain, Now Risen Again,
Forever Shall Reign, Alleluia.
Weeping Now The Women Draw Nigh Them,
Spices And Ointment Bringing;
See Them Start, And, Thrilling With Rapture,
List To The Angels Singing
Be Of Good Cheer, For He Is Not Here,
But Risen And Standeth Near.
Go, Say They, And Tell The Eleven,
If They Would Gladly Greet Him,
Soon From Hence To Galilee Going,
There Shall They Surely Meet Him.
Hearing It, Lo! With Joy They Overflow,
And Sing As They Homeward Go
Wondering, Doubting, Hoping And Fearing,
All The Day Long They Trembled;
Till His Peace Be With You Was Breathed
On The Eleven Assembled;
Joyfully Then They Worship Again,
And Swell The Loud Easter Strain:
Easter Day Is Come In Its Glory;
Sing, Brothers, Alleluia;
Saints Triumphant Join In The Chorus,
Echoing, Alleluia.
Angels On High Resound Through The Sky
Eternally Alleluia.
