Alleluia Alleluia let the holy anthem rise And the choirs of heaven chant it In the temple of the skies Let the mountains skip with gladness And the joyful valleys ring With Hosannas in the highest To our Saviour and our King Alleluia Alleluia He endur'd the knotted whips And the jering of the rabble And the scorn of mocking lips And the terrors of the gibbet Upon wich He would be slain But His death was only slumber He is risen up again Alleluia Alleluia like the sun from out the wave He has risen up in triumph from The darkness of the grave He's the Splendour of the Nations He's the lamp of endless day He's the very Lord of Glory Who is risen up today