Anon.; F. Pott, Tr
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
THE strife is o’er, the battle done;
The victory of life is won;
The song of triumph has begun.
Alleluia!
2
The powers of death have done their worst,
But Christ their legions hath dispersed;
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 servants free,
That we may live and sing to Thee.
Alleluia!
