The Strife Is Over
The strife is oer, the battle done;
The victory of life is won;
The song of triumph has begun. Alleluia!
The powers of death have done their worst,
But Christ their legions hath dispersed:
Let shouts of holy joy outburst. Alleluia!
The three sad days have quickly sped;
He rises glorious from the dead:
All glory to our risen Head! Alleluia!
He closed the yawning gates of hell;
The bars from heavens high portals fell;
Let hymns of praise His triumphs tell. Alleluia!
Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee,
From deaths dread sting Thy servants free,
That we may live and sing to Thee. Alleluia!