171. Thine Is the Glory

Verse 1

Thine is the glory,

Risen, conquering Son;

Endless is the vict'ry

Thou o'er death hast won.

Angels in bright raiment

Rolled the stone away,

Kept the folded graveclothes

Where Thy body lay.

Chorus 1

Thine is the glory,

Risen, conquering Son;

Endless is the vict'ry

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 hath lost its sting.

Chorus 3

Thine is the glory,

Risen, conquering Son;

Endless is the vict'ry

Thou o'er death hast won.

Verse 4

No more we doubt Thee,

Glorious Prince of Life!

Life is naught without Thee;

Aid us in our strife;

Make us more than conqu'rors,

Through Thy deathless love;

Bring us safe through Jordan

With Thy power and love.

Chorus 5

Thine is the glory,

Risen, conquering Son;

Endless is the vict'ry

Thou o'er death hast won.