Rejoice, ye pure in heart;
Rejoice, give thanks and sing
Beneath the standard of your God,
The cross of Christ your King.
Rejoice, rejoice,
Rejoice, give thanks and sing!
Bright youth and snow-crowned age,
Strong men and maidens fair,
Raise high your free, exulting song,
God’s wondrous praise declare.
Rejoice, rejoice,
Rejoice, give thanks and sing!
Yes, on through life’s long path,
Still singing as ye go;
From youth to age, by night and day,
In gladness and in woe;
Rejoice, rejoice,
Rejoice, give thanks and sing!
Still lift your standard high,
Still march in firm array;
As warriors through the darkness toil
Till dawns the golden day.
Rejoice, rejoice,
Rejoice, give thanks and sing!
