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Aurora Lucis Gregorian Chant Easter Hymn — Gerard Manley Hopkins Break the box and shed the nard; Stop not now to count the cost; Hither bring pearl, opal, sard; Reck not what the poor have lost; Upon Christ throw all away: Know ye, this is Easter Day. Build His church and deck His shrine; Empty though it be on earth; Ye have kept your choicest wine— Let it flow for heavenly mirth; Pluck the harp and breathe the horn: Know ye not ‘tis Easter morn? Gather gladness from the skies; Take a lesson from the ground; Flowers do ope their heavenward eyes And a Spring-time joy have found; Earth throws Winter’s robes away, Decks herself for Easter Day. Beauty now for ashes wear, Perfumes for the garb of woe. Chaplets for disheveled hair, Dances for sad footsteps slow; Open wide your hearts that they Let in joy this Easter Day. Seek God’s house in happy throng; Crowded let His table be; Mingle praises, prayer and song, Singing to the Trinity. Henceforth let your souls alway Make each morn an Easter Day.
Bishop Sheen talks about celebrating Easter in a world that seems more like Good Friday... Evil has its hour but God has His day. Unless there is a Good Friday there will never be an Easter Sunday
He is Risen!
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Aurora Lucis Gregorian Chant Easter Hymn
— Gerard Manley Hopkins
Break the box and shed the nard; Stop not now to count the cost; Hither bring pearl, opal, sard; Reck not what the poor have lost; Upon Christ throw all away: Know ye, this is Easter Day.
Build His church and deck His shrine; Empty though it be on earth; Ye have kept your choicest wine— Let it flow for heavenly mirth; Pluck the harp and breathe the horn: Know ye not ‘tis Easter morn?
Gather gladness from the skies; Take a lesson from the ground; Flowers do ope their heavenward eyes And a Spring-time joy have found; Earth throws Winter’s robes away, Decks herself for Easter Day.
Beauty now for ashes wear, Perfumes for the garb of woe. Chaplets for disheveled hair, Dances for sad footsteps slow; Open wide your hearts that they Let in joy this Easter Day.
Seek God’s house in happy throng; Crowded let His table be; Mingle praises, prayer and song, Singing to the Trinity. Henceforth let your souls alway Make each morn an Easter Day.
Bishop Sheen talks about celebrating Easter in a world that seems more like Good Friday... Evil has its hour but God has His day. Unless there is a Good Friday there will never be an Easter Sunday
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Happy Easter.
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