Thine be the glory Glory to Jesus
Lyrics 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. Thine be the glory, risen, conquering Son; endless is the victory Thou over death hast won. Lo, Jesus meets us, risen from the tomb. Lovingly He greets us, scatters fear and gloom; let His church with gladness hymns of triumph sing, for the Lord now liveth; death hath lost its sting. No more we doubt Thee, glorious Prince of life! Life is nought 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.

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Author: Edmond Budry; Richard Birch Hoyle
Metre: 10 11 11 11 with refrain
Reference: Isaiah 25:8; Matthew 28:6; Mark 16:6; Luke 24:6; John 20:12; John 20:7; John 21:14; Romans 8:37; 1 Corinthians 15:55; Colossians 3:4;
Source: Praise! 460
Copyright: Public domain