Thine Be The Glory,
Risen, Conquering Son;
Endless Is The Victory
Thou Over Death Hast Won.
Angels In Bright Raiment
Rolled The Stone Away,
Kept The Folded Grave-Clothes
Where Thy Body Lay.
Thine Be The Glory,
Risen, Conquering Son;
Endless Is The Victory
Thou Over Death Hast Won!
Lo, Jesus Meets Us,
Risen From The Tomb!
Lovingly He Greets Us,
Scatters Fear And Gloom.
Let The Church With Gladness
Hymns Of Triumph Sing,
For Her Lord Now Liveth,
Death Hath Lost Its Sting.
No More We Doubt Thee,
Glorious Prince Of Life;
Life Is Naught Without Thee:
Aid Us In Our Strife;
Make Us More Than Conquerors,
Through Thy Deathless Love;
Lead Us In Thy Triumph
To Thy Home Above.
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