Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!

O sons and daughters let us sing
With heavenly hosts to Christ our king
Today the grave has lost its sting
Alleluia! Alleluia!

At night the apostles met in fear
Among them came their lord most dear
And said: My peace be with you here
Alleluia! Alleluia!

When thomas first the tidings heard
How they had seen the risen lord
He doubted the disciples' word
Alleluia! Alleluia!

My pierced side, o thomas, see
And look upon my hands, my feet
Not faithless but believing be
Alleluia! Alleluia!

No longer thomas then denied
He saw the feet, the hands, the side
You are my lord! And God! He cried
Alleluia! Alleluia!

How blest are they who have not seen
And yet whose faith has constant been
For they eternal life shall win
Alleluia! Alleluia!