Christ Is Risen From The Dead

Christ is risen from the dead!

Darkness now no more shall reign;

Thorns no more shall crown the head

That was bowed with grief and pain:

Christ the Lord, the mighty King,

From our sin hath made us free.

Where, O death, is now thy sting?

Where, O grave, thy victory?

Scoffers now no more will say:

If Thou be the Christ, come down

From the cross, and prove today

That to Thee belongs the crown!

For our risen Lord and King

From our sin hath made us free,

Where, O death, is now thy sting?

Where, O grave, thy victory?

Faith now knows He is the Lord,

Gives assent to His decree,

Trusts the promise in His Word,

And is crowned with victory,

Shouting praises to the King,

Who from sin hath made us free.

Where, O death, is now thy sting?

Where, O grave, thy victory?