A HYMN FOR LOW SUNDAY
By Francis Pott, 1861
Alleluia,
alleluia, alleluia!
1 The strife
is o'er, the battle done;
the victory of
life is won;
the song of
triumph has begun. Alleluia!
2 The powers of death have done their worst,
but Christ
their legions has dispersed.
Let shouts of
holy joy outburst. Alleluia!
3 The three
sad days are quickly sped;
he rises
glorious from the dead.
All glory to
our risen Head. Alleluia!
4 He closed the yawning gates
of hell;
the bars from heaven's high
portals fell.
Let hymns of praise his
triumph tell. Alleluia!
5 Lord, by the stripes which
wounded thee,
from death's dread sting thy
servants free,
that we may live and sing to
thee. Alleluia!
Alleluia,
alleluia, alleluia!
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