1. If ye then with Christ be risen,
Seek those things above;
Let His glory shine around thee,
Showing forth His love.
Once upon the cross He suffered—
Gave His life a ransom free—
Yet the grave could not retain Him,
And He lives eternally.

2. If ye then with Christ be risen,
And the vict’ry won,
Let your tho’ts on Him be centered
Till the race is run;
Let no anxious tho’t perplex thee,
Or temptation still dismay—
Think whene’er the clouds surround thee,
Soon shall dawn a brighter day.

3. If ye then with Christ be risen,
Let thy soul rejoice;
Let continual praise be sounding,
With glad heart and voice.
He who died to be your Saviour
Rose again to be your King;
If ye then with Him be risen,
Let your joyous praises ring.

Refrain:
If ye then be risen with the King of love,
Look not to the things that perish,
Seek those things above.