Jimmy Mac send me his favorite Easter hymn, and it occurred to me we haven’t done a musical feature here in some time.
We have fifty days’ worth of hymnody to explore, so suggest your own favorites (by combox or e-mail, as you prefer) from either the plainsong, organ, or contemporary tradition, and I’ll post on each of them.
This hymn was on the fringes of the repertoire in my current parish, a favorite of the pastor who hired me, but not popular among the musicians. Too bad; it’s an American classic.
Let the holy anthem rise,
And the choirs of heaven chant it
In the temple of the skies;
Let the mountains skip with gladness,
And the joyful valleys ring
With Hosannas in the highest
To our Savior and our King.
Like the sun from out the wave,
Christ has risen up in triumph
From the darkness of the grave,
Glorious splendor of the nations,
And the lamp of endless day;
Christ the very Lord of glory
Who is risen up today.
Christ has burst our prison bars;
And has lifted up the portals
Of our home beyond the stars;
Now is won for us our freedom,
Wounded feet our foes have trod;
Now is purchased back our birthright
To the kingdom of our God.
Blessed Jesus, make us rise
From the life of this corruption
To the life that never dies.
May your glory be our portion,
When the days of time are past.
And the dead shall be awakened
By the trumpet’s mighty blast.