Thine Is the Glory

1Thine 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.

RefrainThine is the glory, Risen, conquering Son;
Endless is the victory Thou o'er death hast won.

2Lo! 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.

3No 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;
Bring us safe through Jordan To Thy home above.