71. All Is O'er, the Pain, the Sorrow

1. All is o’er, the pain, the sorrow,
Human taunts and fiendish spite;
Death shall be despoiled tomorrow
Of the prey he grasps tonight;
Yet awhile, His own to save,
Christ must linger in the grave.

2. Dark and still the cell that holds Him,
While in brief repose He lies;
Deep the slumber that enfolds Him,
Veiled awhile from mortal eyes;
Slumber such as needs must be
After hard won victory.

3. Fierce and deadly was the anguish
Which on yonder cross He bore;
How did soul and body languish
Till the toil of death was o’er:
But that toil, so fierce and dread,
Bruised and crushed the serpent’s head.

4. All night long, with plaintive voicing,
Chant His requiem soft and low:
Loftier strains of loud rejoicing
From tomorrow’s harps shall flow:
Death and hell at length are slain!
Christ hath triumphed! Christ doth reign!

Text Information
First Line: All is o'er, the pain, the sorrow
Title: All Is O'er, the Pain, the Sorrow
Author: John Moultrie (1836)
Alterer (v. 1, l. 5 & 6): John Ellerton
Meter: 87.87.77
Language: English
Copyright: Public Domain
Tune Information
Composer: Wilhelm A. F. Schulthes (1868)
Meter: 87.87.77
Incipit: 32114 32117 23111
Key: A♭ Major
Copyright: Public Domain

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