Again the Lord of light and life Awakes the kindling ray, Dispels the darkness of the night, And pours increasing day. Oh, what a night was that, which wrapt A sinful world in gloom! Oh, what a sun, which broke, this day, Triumphant from the tomb! The pow'rs of darkness league in vain, To bind our Lord in death; He shook their hindrance, when He fell, By His expiring breath. And now His conqu'ring chariot wheels Ascend the lofty skies; Broken beneath His pow'rful cross, Death's iron sceptre lies.