(Verse 1)
Thine is the glory,
Risen, conquering Son;
Endless is the victory
Thou o’er death hast won.
Angels in bright raiment
Rolled the stone away,
Kept the folded grave-clothes
Where Thy body lay.
Chorus
Thine is the glory,
Risen, conquering Son;
Endless is the victory
Thou o’er death hast won.
(Verse 2)
Lo! Jesus meets us,
Risen from the tomb,
Lovingly He greets us,
Scatters fear and gloom;
Let His Church with gladness
hymns of triumph sing,
For her Lord now liveth;
Death has lost its sting.
(Verse 3)
No more we doubt Thee,
Glorious Prince of life!
Life is nought without Thee;
Aid us in our strife;
Make us more than conquerors
through Thy deathless love
Bring us safe through Jordan
to Thy home above.