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

Stephen Popovich, 2016 (public domain).

Darwall’s 148th John Darwall, in The New Universal Psalmodist, by Aaron Williams, 1770 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Stephen Popovich (1953-)

O death where is thy sting?
Where, grave, thy victory?
O keys of hell, why change
Ye hands at Calvary?
Lo, on that hill
God’s wrath was placed,
Our sins erased,
And death made nil.

O sinner, set thy faith
On Him who bore thy curse;
The venom of that sting
Abideth on the earth.
But Christ arose
To be our way,
And sole escape,
From sin’s grim woe.

O saint, turn not behind—
Reach forth to things ahead;
Thy faith has made thee whole
And raised thee from the dead,
To be as one
With what awaits
Past Heaven’s gate
When ends have come.

O Lord, for Thee we watch,
Unto that blessèd day,
When whate’er form we take
Shall see Thee face to face;
For Thy great pow’r
Will resurrect
All Thine elect;
O wondrous hour!