In the heart there is a garden,
in that garden a new grave.
Life departed grants a pardon;
Love the guilty came to save.
Primal beauty of creation
much more beautiful became
through the Gift of this Oblation,
through the Glory of this Name.
Where the tree of good and evil
cast its shadow on the ground,
now the cross of the Redeemer
lightens everything around.
Those who mourned are now rejoicing
in the rising of the Son;
from each heart, with praises voicing:
“Mercy triumphs. Love has won.”