THINE BE THE GLORY – HYMN

THINE BE THE GLORY

HYMN 

I

Thine be the golry, 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.

Thine be the glory, risen, conquering Son,

endless is the victory thou o’er death hast won.

II

Lo, Jesus meets us from the tomb,

lovingly he greets us, scatters fear and gloom;

let the church with gladness hymns of triumph sing,

for her Lord is living, death has lost its sting.

Thine be the glory, risen, conquering Son,

endless is the victory thou o’er death hast won.

III

No more we doubt thee, glorious Prince of life;

life is nought 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.

Thine be the glory, risen, conquering Son,

endless is the victory thou o’er death hast won.

(Edmond Louis Budry 1854-1932 – Tr. Richard Birch Hoyle)

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