Text: | Thine is the glory |
Author: | Edmond Louis Budry (1854-1932) |
Translator: | Richard Birch Hoyle (1875-1939) |
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.
Refrain:
Thine is the glory,
Risen, conquering Son;
Endless is the victory
Thou o’er death hast won.
2 Lo! Jesus meets thee,
Risen from the tomb;
Lovingly he greets thee,
Scatters fear and gloom;
Let his Church with gladness
Hymns of triumph sing,
For her Lord now liveth;
Death has lost its sting.
3 No more we doubt thee,
Glorious Prince of Life!
Life is naught without thee;
Aid us in thy strife;
Make us more than conquerors
Through thy deathless love;
Bring us safe through Jordan
To thy home above.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Thine is the glory |
Author: | Edmond Louis Budry (1854-1932) |
Translator: | Richard Birch Hoyle (1875-1939) |
Refrain First Line: | Thine is the glory |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1986 |
Topic: | The Lord Jesus Christ: Resurrection and ascension |