Jesus, Lord, we joy before Thee,
Sorrow’s night is o’er;
Foes are vanquished, Thou art Victor,
All the way Thy love has trodden,
We with gladness trace,
All Thy faithfulness and meekness,
All Thy grace.
To Thy Father’s will obedient,
Thou to death hast been,
Righteousness and peace embracing
There are seen.
’Tis as risen, Lord, we hail Thee,
Shadows passed away;
Love has triumphed; Thou hast made us
Thine for aye.
Now the Father’s name Thou tellest;
Joy is in Thine heart;
In His love in which Thou dwellest
We have part.
Joy we thus in Thee, Lord Jesus,
Gladly praising Thee;
Thine the triumph, Thine the glory