The strife is over the battle done
1.THE strife is o'er, the battle done;
Now is the Victor's triumph won;
Now be the song of praise begun:
Alleluia!
2.The powers of death have done their worst,
But Christ their legions hath dis¬persed;
Let shouts of holy Joy outburst:
Alleluia!
3.The three sad days have quickly sped;
He rises glorious from the dead;
All glory to our risen Head :
Alleluia!
4.Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee,
From death's dread sting Thy ser¬vants free,
That we may live and sing to Thee :
Alleluia
Now is the Victor's triumph won;
Now be the song of praise begun:
Alleluia!
2.The powers of death have done their worst,
But Christ their legions hath dis¬persed;
Let shouts of holy Joy outburst:
Alleluia!
3.The three sad days have quickly sped;
He rises glorious from the dead;
All glory to our risen Head :
Alleluia!
4.Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee,
From death's dread sting Thy ser¬vants free,
That we may live and sing to Thee :
Alleluia
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