EASTER.
Reading edition
Sing, that the winter is over, Sing for the coming of spring, For the showers and flowers and beautiful hours, And the flash of the robin's wing. Sing, for the gladness of Easter; Lift up your voices and sing. Deep in the heart of the forest, Down at the roots of the trees, There is stir of the violets coming, And smile of anemones, And many a kiss of fragrance Goes out to the fragrant breeze. Sing, for the coming of Easter, And many a rare surprise Of beauty and bloom awaiting The looking of happy eyes. Sing, for the Easter sunshine And the blue benignant skies. And carry the tall white lilies, And the roses brimming sweet, To the church where aisle and altar Are sought by hastening feet. Sing, to the Lord of the Easter, Who is coming, your songs to meet. Margaret E. Sangster.