Edmund Spenser, Sonnet LXVIII

Most glorious Lord of life, that on this day,
Didst make thy triumph over death and sin:
and having harrow’d hell, didst bring away
captivity thence captive us to win:
This joyous day, dear Lord, with joy begin,
and grant that we for whom thou diddest die
being with thy dear blood clean washt from sin
May live forever in felicity.

And that thy love we weighing worthily,
May likewise love thee for the same again:
And for thy sake that all like dear didst buy,
With love may one another entertain.
So let us love, dear love, like as we ought,
Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.

(Spellings updated silently)

Happy Easter, everyone!