Out in the rain a world is growing green,
On half the trees quick buds are seen
Where glued-up buds have been.
Out in the rain God’s Acre stretches green,
Its harvest quick tho’ still unseen:
For there the Life hath been.
If Christ hath died His brethren well may die,
Sing in the gate of death, lay by
This life without a sigh:
For Christ hath died and good it is to die;
To sleep whenso He lays us by,
Then wake without a sigh.
Yea, Christ hath died, yea, Christ is risen again:
Wherefore both life and death grow plain
To us who wax and wane;
For Christ Who rose shall die no more again:
Amen: till He makes all things plain
Let us wax on and wane.
It’s Holy Week in the Eastern Calendar! The drama of this week culminates in the Great Saturday Vigil (April 30) and Holy Pascha (May 1). The services that accompany these days are among the most enriching and dramatic Christian celebrations in all of Christendom. Let the Paschal Troparion reverberate throughout the earth!
Christ is risen!