Thine be the glory Glory to Jesus
Lyrics Thine be the glory,
risen, conquering Son;
endless is the victory
over death You won.
Angels robed in splendour
rolled the stone away,
kept the folded grave-clothes
where Your body lay.

Thine be the glory,
risen, conquering Son;
endless is the victory
over death You won.

See, 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 is living,
Death has lost its sting.

Thine be the glory,
risen, conquering Son;
endless is the victory
over death You won.

No more we doubt You,
glorious Prince of life;
what is life without You?
aid us in our strife;
Make us more than conquerors,
through Your deathless love;
lead us in Your triumph
to Your home above.

Thine be the glory,
risen, conquering Son;
endless is the victory
over death You won.

Information
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