radiant light; Christ our Lord is risen rude He lay; Now once more cast grief

Glo ry in the highest, Glo-ry in the high-est.

9.

PAST IS LENTEN SADNESS.

J. FREDERIC BRIDGE, MUS. Doc.

1. Past is Len-ten sadness, Past the time to

weep; All the earth is

waking From her winter sleep. In this happy spring-tide, sweet the birds that

sing;

Sweeter children's voices, Prais - ing CHRIST, their KING.