The World Puts On Its Robe Of Spring


The world puts on its robe of spring,
To greet the newly risen Lord;
Fair forest flowers and lilies fling
Their sweets upon the grassy sward.

Refrain:
O, fair and rare, they fitly say
That Christ, our Lord, is risen today;
O, fair and rare, they fitly say
That Christ, our Lord, is risen today;

Take jasmine pure and roses white,
Wreathe aisle and altar with their snow;
Fill all the day with bloom and light
And make a heaven here below. [Refrain]

O risen Savior, holy Lord!
Thy glorious life we now behold;
In every heart be Thou adored,
While in our hymns Thy praise is told. [Refrain]