4.17.2006

Resurrection Sunday

The elders had to bring in chairs to seat everyone in first service yesterday. I got to thinking that perhaps heaven's praise-hours would be all crowded, standing-room only, just like that.

Except... maybe I won't be wondering if my dress is too junior-style for a 28-year-old woman, and whether my shoes match it properly... and maybe, if I'm standing next to a boy in his early teens, he won't have the "ugh, girls! cooties!" sort of attitude...

This is my favorite Easter song. I'm not one of those who think that the old hymns are better than any new music, but I do think that the greatest of songs transcend genre. This song stands out to me for being so completely, joyously full of life.

Christ the Lord is risen today, Allelujah!
Sons of men and angels say "Allelujah!"
Raise your joys and triumphs high! Allelujah!
Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply: Allelujah!

Lives again, our glorious King, Allelujah!
Where, O Death, is now thy sting? Allelujah!
Dying once, He all doth save! Allelujah!
Where thy victory, O Grave? Allelujah!

Soar we now where Christ hath led, Allelujah!
Following our exalted Head, Allelujah!
Made like him, like him we rise, Allelujah!
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies! Allelujah!

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