Thine Be The Glory (The Scottish Festival Singers)

Thine Be The Glory, Risen, Conquering Son
"He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay." - Matthew 28:6
Words: Edmond Louis Budry, 1854-1932
Translated by: Richard Birch Hoyle, 1875-1939
Music: The Scottish Festival Singers
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**LYRICS**
VERSE 1
Thine be the glory, risen, conquering Son,
Endless is the victory Thou o'er death hast won;
Angles in bright raiment rolled the stone away,
Kept the folded grave-clothes, where Thy body lay.
CHORUS
Thine be the glory, risen, conquering Son,
Endless is the victory Thou o'er death hast won.
VERSE 2
Lo! Jesus meets us, risen from the tomb;
Lovingly He greet us, scatters fear and gloom;
Let the Church with gladness, hymns of triumph sing,
For her Lord now liveth, death hath lost its sting.
VERSE 3
No more we doubt Thee, glorious Prince of life;
Life is nought without Thee: aid us in our strife;
Make us more than conquerors, through Thy deathless love:
Bring us safe through Jordan to Thy home above.

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and let the God of my salvation be exalted." Psalm 18, 46
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