The Strife Is O’er
1. The strife is o'er, the battle done;
The victory of life is won;
The song of triumph has begun:
Alleluia!
The victory of life is won;
The song of triumph has begun:
Alleluia!
Chorus
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
2. The pow'rs of death have done their worst;
But Christ their legions has dispersed;
Let shouts of holy joy outburst:
Alleluia!
But Christ their legions has dispersed;
Let shouts of holy joy outburst:
Alleluia!
Chorus
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
3. The three sad days are quickly sped;
He rises glorious from the dead;
All glory to our risen
Head: Alleluia!
He rises glorious from the dead;
All glory to our risen
Head: Alleluia!
Chorus
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
4. He closed the yawning gates of hell;
The bars from heav'n's high portals fell;
Let hymns of praise His triumphs tell:
Alleluia!
The bars from heav'n's high portals fell;
Let hymns of praise His triumphs tell:
Alleluia!
Chorus
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
5. Lord, by the stripes which wounded
You, In us You've won the vict'ry too,
That we may live, and sing to
You: Alleluia!
You, In us You've won the vict'ry too,
That we may live, and sing to
You: Alleluia!
Chorus
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
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