Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! O sons and daughters let us sing With heavenly hosts to Christ our king Today the grave has lost its sting Alleluia! Alleluia! At night the apostles met in fear Among them came their lord most dear And said: My peace be with you here Alleluia! Alleluia! When thomas first the tidings heard How they had seen the risen lord He doubted the disciples' word Alleluia! Alleluia! My pierced side, o thomas, see And look upon my hands, my feet Not faithless but believing be Alleluia! Alleluia! No longer thomas then denied He saw the feet, the hands, the side You are my lord! And God! He cried Alleluia! Alleluia! How blest are they who have not seen And yet whose faith has constant been For they eternal life shall win Alleluia! Alleluia!