Thanato thanaton kathesas

The gate of life stands wide,

For Christ hath entered in;

Now fearless mount the upward path,

Nor dread the power of sin;

For sin and death are slain

By Him Who rose again.

'Twas on the Cross He died,

And death a victory won;

Short-lived as night that flies before

The rising of the sun;

For death by Christ was slain,

Who died to live again.

The might of sin prevailed, --

Its cruel hate and scorn;

It drove the cruel spear and nails,

And crowned the Christ with thorn;

The spear was broke in twain,

By Christ Who rose again.

Up, mortals! life is yours,

The prize is yours to win;

For Christ hath vanquished by His might

The power of death and sin;

For sin and death were slain,

By Christ Who rose again.

To Thee, O Christ, be praise,

Whose power decayeth never;

To Father, and to Holy Ghost,

Be laud and glory ever;

For death by Christ was slain,

Who died to live again.