Jesus triumphant when the storm-clouds break

Jesus triumphant when the storm-clouds break

And the loud thunder bids the soul awake;

When biting blasts lay earthly projects low

And one by one the fondest treasures go.

Jesus triumphant

through the fleeting years;

Jesus triumphant

spite of blinding tears;

High over all

to hear Thy loving voice

Which bids the heart look upward and rejoice.

Jesus triumphant

when in work for Thee

Sad and disheartened

no results we see;

When gathered force of evil seems to win

And work for Christ seems lost in work of sin.

Jesus triumphant all along the line;

Triumphant Savior

all Thy triumph mine;

For since I am a partner in Thy love

My life on earth is lived through Thee above.

Jesus triumphant when the spirit wings

Onward and upward to the King of kings;

And through the last great triumph of Thy grace

Triumphant saints shall see Thee face to face.