Easter - Hadley, Henry Kimball

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◈ Genre → Partsongs ♬ Voicing → SATB ¶ Language → English

Parts 4

Instruments A cappella

Pages 12

CPDL # 76566

Editor David Anderson

Posted 2023-10-23

License Personal

¶Lyrics / Text

There’s a music up in the frozen hills, A gently exultant harmony: It rises and falls with a thousand trills, And all the earth with its gladness fills; And fountains and rivers, and lakes and rills Are laughing aloud, “We are free!” Arise from your darksome bed and see That winter and death are past and ye are free, O, ye flowers, are free! A spirit hath come to the sleeping earth, She has softly kissed the lifeless snow With radiant lips and has given birth To a many-voiced gurgling mirth. Her wings have hung over the places of dearth, And the hidden streams of life now show Their wonders in all the buds which blow, Above their deathless flow. Arise, O laughter of lowland leas, For your woodland sisters begin to wake; The spirit hath kissed the anemonies, And the virgin flowers that the wood-bird sees From his nest in the boughs of the wild fruit trees, And the violet peeps from the brake. The waters of every pond, ev’ry pond and lake, Of heaven’s rejoicing hues partake; Awaken, awaken, O flowers, awake!