Hymn · Hope
The Strife Is O'er
Organ, every verse, the words light up as you sing. Tune: Victory-Palestrina.
The strife is o’er, the battle done;Now is the Victor’s triumph won;Oh let the song of praise be sung,Alleluia!
Death’s mightiest powers have done their worstAnd Jesus hath his foes dispersed;Let shouts of praise and joy outburst.
On the third morn he rose againGlorious in majesty to reign;Oh let us swell the joyful strain.
He brake the age-bound chains of hell;The bars from heaven’s high portals fell;Let hymns of praise his triumph tell.
Lord, by the stripes which wounded theeFrom death’s dread sting thy servants free,That we may live, and sing to thee.Alleluia!
Words: Latin, 17th century; tr. Francis Pott (1861). Public domain.