INTROIT

Alleluia … M. Praetorius

ANTHEM

Come, ye faithful … R.S. Thatcher

Come, ye faithful, raise the strain Of triumphant gladness;
God hath brought His Israel Into joy from sadness;

‘Tis the Spring of Souls today, Christ hath burst His prison,
And from three days sleep in death As a Sun hath risen

Queen of seasons, bright With the day of slendour,–Alleluia!
With the royal feast of feasts, Comes its joy to render;–Alleluia!
Comes to glad Jerusalem, Who with true affection–Alleluia–
Welcomes in unwearied strains Jesus’ Resurrection.–Alleluia!

Neither might the gates of death, Nor the tomb’s dark portal
Nor the watchеrs, nor the seal, Hold Thee as a mortal;
But today amidst the twеlve Thou didst stand, bestowing
That Thy peace which evermore Passeth human knowing

BENEDICTION

Make me an instrument of thy peace … B. Red

Make me an instrument of Thy peace;

where there is hatred, let me sow love;

where there is injury, pardon; where there is discord, union;

where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope;

where there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy