First Line: Thine is the glory, risen, conquering Son,

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 the Lord now liveth; death hath lost its sting! [Refrain]

3
No 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. [Refrain]