Lyrics

The strife is o'er, the battle done The victory of life is won The song of triumph has begun: Alleluia! The powers of death have done their worst But Christ their legions has dispersed Let shouts of holy joy outburst: Alleluia! The three sad days are quickly sped He rises glorious form the dead All glory to our risen Head: Alleluia! He closed the yawning gates of hell The bars from heaven's high portals fell Let songs of praise His triumphs tell: Alleluia! Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee From death's dread sting your servants free That we may live, and sing to Thee: Alleluia!