Now The Green Blade Ris-eth From The Bur-ied Grain,
Wheat That In Dark_ Earth_ Ma-ny _ Days Has Lain;
Love Lives A - Gain, That With The Dead Has Been:
Love Is Come A-gain, Like Wheat That_spring-eth Green.
In The Grave They Laid Him, Love Whom Men Had Slain,
Think-ing That Nev-er___ He Would Wake A - gain;
Laid In The Earth Like Grain That Sleeps Un-seen:
Love Is Come A-gain, Like Wheat That_spring-eth Green
Forth He Came Easter, Like The Risen Grain,
He That For Three Days In The Grave Had Lain,
Quick From The Dead My Risen Lord Is Seen:
Love Is Come Again, Like Wheat That Spring-eth Green.
When Our Hearts Are Wintry,grieving, Or In Pain,
Thy Touch Can Call Us Back To Life Again,
Fields Of Our Hearts That Dead And Bear Have Been:
Love Is Come Again, Like Wheat That Spring-eth Green.