GRH 150 The Strife Is O'er

(1)
Alleluia! Alleluia!
The strife is o’er, the battle done;
The victory of life is won;
The song of triumph has begun: Alleluia!

(2)
Alleluia! Alleluia!
The powers of death have done their worst,
But Christ their legions hath dispersed;
Let shouts of holy joy out burst: Alleluia!

(3)
Alleluia! Alleluia!
The three sad days have quickly sped,
He rises glorious from the dead;
All glory to our risen Head: Alleluia!

(4)
Alleluia! Alleluia!
He brake the age bound chains of hell;
The bars from heaven’s high portals fell;
Let hymns of praise His triumph tell: Alleluia!

(4)
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee,
From death’s dread sting Thy servants free,
That we may live and sing to Thee: Alleluia!