The strife is oér, the
battle done
The triumph of the Lord is
won
Oh let the song of praise
be sung
Alleluia
The powers of death have
done their worst
And Jesus hath His foes
dispersed
Let shouts of praise and
joy outburst
Alleluia
He brake the bonds of
death and hell
The bars from Heaven’s
high portals fell
Let songs of praise His
Triumph’s tell
Alleluia
On that third morn He rose
again
Glorious in Majesty to
reign
Oh let us swell the joyful
strain
Alleluia
Lord by the stripes which
wounded Thee
From death’s dread sting
Thy servants free
That we may live and sing
to Thee
Alleluia
He died for our cleansing and He resurrected for our justification
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