On That Happy Easter Morning

On that happy Easter morning
All the graves their dead restore
Father, Mother, Sister, Brother
Meet once more.

Cyril Fairclough

From the hymn 'Resurrection Morn', the seventh verse:
"On that happy Easter morning
All the graves their dead restore,
Father, sister, child and mother,
Meet once more."

Full Hymn:
1 On the resurrection morning
Soul and body meet again;
No more sorrow, no more weeping,
No more pain.
2 Here awhile they must be parted,
And the flesh its sabbath keep,
Waiting in a holy stillness,
Wrapt in sleep.
3 For a space that tired body
Lies with feet toward the dawn;
Till there breaks the last and brightest
Easter morn.
4 But the soul in contemplation
Utters earnest prayers and strong;
Breaking at the resurrection
Into song.
5 Soul and body reunited,
Thenceforth nothing will divide,
Waking up in Christ's own likeness,
Satisfied.
6 Oh, the beauty, oh, the gladness
Of that resurrection-day!
Which shall not through endless ages,
Pass away!
7 On that happy Easter morning
All the graves their dead restore,
Father, sister, child and mother,
Meet once more.
8 To that brightest of all meetings,
Bring us, Jesus Christ, at last;
To Thy cross, through death and judgment,
Holding fast.