Hymn: Now the green blade riseth

Played and sung by Adrian Boynton, Director of Music

Now the green blade riseth from the buried grain,
wheat that in dark earth many days has lain;
Love lives again, that with the dead has been:
Love is come again, like wheat that springeth green.

In the grave they laid him, Love whom men had slain,
thinking that never he would wake again,
laid in the earth like grain that sleeps unseen:
Love is come again, like wheat that springeth green.

Forth he came at Easter, like the hidden grain,
he that for three days in the grave had lain,
quick from the dead my risen Lord is seen:
Love is come again, like wheat that springeth green.

When our hearts are wintry, greaving, or in pain,
thy touch can call us back to life again,
fields of our hearts that dead and bare have been:
Love is come again, like wheat that springeth green.

J.M.C. Crum (1872–1958)

Hymn: Alleluia, alleluia, give thanks to the risen Lord

Played and sung by Adrian Boynton, Director of Music

Alleluia, alleluia,
give thanks to the risen Lord.
Alleluia, alleluia,
give praise to his name.

Jesus is Lord of all the earth:
he is the King of creation:
Alleluia, alleluia, …

Spread the good news o’er all the earth:
Jesus has died and has risen:
Alleluia, alleluia, …

We have been crucified with Christ:
now we shall live for ever:
Alleluia, alleluia, …

God has proclaimed the just reward:
life for all men, alleluia:
Alleluia, alleluia, …

Come, let us praise the living God,
joyfully sing to our saviour:
Alleluia, alleluia,
            give thanks to the risen Lord.
Alleluia, alleluia,
give praise to his name.

Alleluia, alleluia,
give thanks to the risen Lord.
Alleluia, alleluia,
give praise to his name.

Donald Fishel (b. 1950)

Hymn: The strife is o’er

Played and sung by Adrian Boynton, Director of Music

The strife is o’er, the battle done;
now is the Victor’s triumph won
O let the song of praise be sung:
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.

Death’s mightiest powers have done their worst,
and Jesus hath his foes dispersed;
let shouts of pray and joy outburst:
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.

On the third day he rose again
glorious in majesty to reign;
O let us swell the joyful strain:
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.

Lord, by the stripes that wounded thee
from death’s dread sting thy servants free,
that we may live, and sing to thee:
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.

Latin, probably 17th century
translated by Francis Potts (1832–1909)

Recessional: Easter Hymn from Cavalleria Rusticana

Played by Adrian Boynton, Director of Music