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The Strife Is O'er

Verse 1

Verse 1

Verse 1

The strife is o'er, the battle done;

Now is the victor's triumph won!

Now be the song of praise begun. Alleluia!

Verse 2

Verse 2

Verse 2

The pow'rs of death have done their worst,

But Christ their legions has dispersed.

Let shouts of holy joy outburst. Alleluia!

Verse 3

Verse 3

Verse 3

The three sad days have quickly sped,

He rises glorious from the dead.

All glory to our risen head! Alleluia!

Verse 4

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Verse 4

Lord, by the stripes which wounded You,

From death's sting free Your servants too,

That we may live and sing to You. Alleluia!