Scripture Verse

O death, where [is] thy sting? O grave, where thy victory?@1 Corinthians 15:55

Introduction

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Isaac Watts
(1674–1748)

Words: Is­aac Watts, Ho­ræ Ly­ri­cæ, se­cond ed­i­tion, 1709.

Music: Storrs Ti­mo­thy R. Mat­thews, 1883 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Timothy R. Matthews
(1826–1910)

Lyrics

He dies! the friend of sinners dies!
Lo! Salem’s daughters weep around;
A solemn darkness veils the skies,
A sudden trembling shakes the ground.

Come, saints, and drop a tear or two
For Him who groaned beneath your load:
He shed a thousand drops for you,
A thousand drops of richer blood.

Here’s love and grief beyond degree:
The Lord of Glory dies for men!
But lo! what sudden joys we see,
Jesus, the dead, revives again!

The rising God forsakes the tomb;
The tomb in vain forbids His rise;
Cherubic legions guard Him home,
And shout Him welcome to the skies.

Break off your fears, ye saints, and tell
How high your great deliv’rer reigns;
Sing how He spoiled the hosts of hell,
And led the monster death in chains!

Say, Live forever, wondrous King!
Born to redeem, and strong to save;

Then ask the monster, Where’s thy sting?
And, Where’s thy victory, boasting grave?