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 conqu'ring 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. 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.Sing Sing Sing Underfull du er kjære Jesus صوته بيعلا Пәрвәрдигар Najotkorim В трудные жизни минуты جەتكىلىكتى Как хорошо в доме Твоём KHUARUAHHAR DAWTNAK Cuán grato en los oídos
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