Night o'er the city hangs a starless pall
Folly and Sin are there and drear Despair
Upon the great cathedral, high in air
A cross keeps holy vigil o'er all

And then the dawn, the dawn of Easter Day!
Its jewelled glories solemnly unfold
While still the city lies 'neath shadows gray
The cross is turned to living gold

The cross of gold in Easter's Dawn aglow
As to the pious king of long ago
This message speaks again in words divine
"Go thou and conquer in this sign!"

Oh, falt'ring soul take heart anew
"Go thou and conquer in this sign!"
Oh, falt'ring soul take heart anew
"Go thou and conquеr in this sign!"