Where Is Thy Sting?

When Christ

the Son of God

arose

Triumphant from the tomb

He left with­in the lamp of faith

To take away its gloom;

Awake

awake

ye souls re­deemed

With ho­ly rap­ture sing

O grave

where is thy vic­to­ry?

O death

where is thy sting?

Lift up your heads

ye heav’n­ly gates

The migh­ty work is done;

A brok­en seal

a lift­ed rock

Proclaim the bat­tle won.

Lift up your heads

ye heav’n­ly gates

While saints with rap­ture sing

He lives

our great Re­deem­er lives!

And we who now be­lieve

And bear the cross with pa­tience here

Shall life through Him re­ceive.

Our thank­ful hearts ad­ore His love

Our souls with rap­ture sing