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Yet from out the darkness
 Came nor word, nor sound,
As the long ranks vanished
 In the black profound—

Came no word till Mary
 Heard the Angel say—
"Christ the Lord is risen;
 The Lord Christ lives to-day!

From the empty sepulchre
 Streamed the Light Divine;
Grave where is thy victory?
 Where, O Death, is thine?

Mary Magdalene,
 Hope is born again;
Clear the Day-star rises
 To the eyes of men.

Lo! the mists are fleeing!
 Shine, O Olivet,
For the crown of promise
 On thy brow is set!

Lift your heads, ye mountains!
 Clap your hands, ye hills!
Into rapturous singing
 Break, ye murmuring rills!

Shout aloud, O forests!
 Swell the song, O seas!
Wake, resistless ocean,
 All your symphonies!