Thine Be the Glory

Thine be the glory, risen, conqu'ring 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

Thine be the glory, risen conquering Son
Endless is the vict'ry, Thou o'er 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

Thine be the glory, risen conquering Son
Endless is the vict'ry, Thou o'er death hast won

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 to Thy home above

Thine be the glory, risen conquering Son
Endless is the vict'ry, Thou o'er death hast won

Thou o'er death hast won



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Writer(s): George Frideric Handel, Andrew Eyton
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