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Easter has come! Let hymns of praise be sung...

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 graveclothes where the body lay. Thine is the glory, risen, conquering Son: endless is the victory thou o’er 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 her Lord now liveth: death has lost its sting. Thine is the glory, risen, conquering Son: endless is the victory thou o’er death hast won.

No more we doubt thee, glorious Prince of life: life is nought without thee; aid us in our strife; make us more the conquerors, through thy deathless love; bring us safe through Jordan to thy home above. Thine is the glory, risen, conquering Son: endless is the victory thou o’er death hast won.

Before 1885 Pastor Edmond Budry of Switzerland wrote this hymn. In 1923 Richard B. Hoyle translated it into English.

Bible Reading: Mark 16:1-8