The strife is past, the battle done

The strife is past, the battle done;
now is the Victor’s triumph won-
O let the song of praise be sung:
Hallelujah!

2. Death’s mightiest powers have done their worst;
and Jesus has his foes dispersed-
let shouts of praise and joy outburst:

3. The three sad days have quickly sped,
he rises glorious from the dead;
all glory to our risen head:

4. He broke the chains of death and hell;
the bars to heaven’s entrance fell;
let hymns of praise his triumph tell:

5. Lord, by the wounds you bore for me,
from death’s dread sting your servant free,
to live and sing eternally: