Thine is the glory
by Edmond Budry (1854–1932) · translated by R. Birch Hoyle (1875–1939)
Representative text
As printed in The Seventh-day Adventist Hymnal (1985), no. 171.
Verse 1
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 grave-clothes where Thy body lay.
Refrain
Thine is the glory, Risen, conquering Son; Endless is the vict’ry Thou o’er death hast won.
Verse 2
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.
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.