| Song | O Sons And Daughters Of The King |
| Album | Top Hymnary Songs |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer | Jean Tisserand |
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| Tags | O Sons And Daughters Of The King |
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O Sons And Daughters Of The King,
Whom Heavenly Hosts In Glory Sing,
Today The Grave Has Lost Its Sting.
Alleluia!
That Easter Morn At Break Of Day,
The Faithful Women Went Their Way
To Seek The Tomb Where Jesus Lay.
Alleluia!
An Angel Clad In White They See,
Who Sat And Spoke Unto The Three,
“Your Lord Has Gone To Galilee.”
Alleluia!
When Thomas First The Tidings Heard
That Some Had Seen The Risen Lord,
He Doubted The Disciples’ Word.
Lord, Have Mercy!
At Night The Apostles Met In Fear;
Among Them Came Their Master Dear
And Said, “My Peace Be With You Here.”
Alleluia!
“My Pierced Side, O Thomas, See,
And Look Upon My Hands, My Feet;
Not Faithless But Believing Be.”
Alleluia!
No Longer Thomas Then Denied;
He Saw The Feet, The Hands, The Side.
“You Are My Lord And God!” He Cried.
Alleluia!
How Blest Are They Who Have Not Seen
And Yet Whose Faith Has Constant Been,
For They Eternal Life Shall Win.
Alleluia!
