|Thine be the glory
||10 11 11 11 and refrain
Thine be the glory, risen, conquering
Endless is the victory thou o’er death
Angels in bright raiment rolled the
Kept the folded grave-clothes, where
thy body lay.
Thine be the glory,
risen, conquering Son,
Endless is the victory
thou o’er death hast won.
Lo! Jesus meets us, risen from the
Lovingly he greets us, scatters fear
Let the Church with gladness hymns of
For her Lord now liveth; death hath
lost its sting.
No more we doubt thee, glorious Prince
Life is naught without thee: aid us in
Make us more than conquerors, through
thy deathless love:
Bring us safe through Jordan to thy