Jubilate

And, behold, there was a great earthquake: for the angel of the Lord descended from heaven, and came and rolled back the stone from the door, and sat upon it.

His countenance was like lightning, and his raiment white as snow:

And for fear of him the keepers did shake, and became as dead men.

And the angel answered and said unto the women, Fear not ye: for I know that ye seek Jesus, which was crucified.

He is not here: for he is risen, as he said.

Or, to borrow from Reverend Farthing: 'if they can do their blood-curdling bayonet practice in the middle of my responses, I can do my jubilate in the middle of their inquiries!'

Happy Easter!