Author: Georg Weissel; Justus Gesenius Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #80 (1908) Topics: Easter Day Lyrics: 1 O death! where is thy cruel sting?
O grave! where is thy power?
What harm to us can Satan bring
Though threatening to devour?
Thanks be to God! of glorious might,
Who conquered for us in this fight
Through Jesus Christ our Captain.
2 How fiercely the arch-serpent raged,
When Christ his might contested?
Yet Christ, though all hell's hosts engaged,
Their prowess from them wrested.
And though the serpent pricked His heel,
Yet was he made its weight to feel;
His hear is bruised forever.
3 And now Christ comes to life again,
And breaks death's chain asunder;
He binds the foe, takes hell amain,
And wrests from him his plunder.
No power an stay the Victor's march,
He enters the triumphal arch:--
All must succumb before Him.
4 A death to death, to hell a pest,
Christ is become by dying;
Still Satan rages without rest
With murd'rous will and lying.
And since he cannot come with might,
He turns accuser, day and night;
But judged, he stands rejected.
5 The Lord's right hand, His holy arm,
The victory retaineth;
No might of foes can Him disarm,
The glory His remaineth.
Now sin and Satan, death and hell,
Are ousted from their citadel;
Their wrath is fierce, yet pow'rless.
6 The Christ of God, God's Son was dead;
But lo, He ever liveth!
As He arose, our living Head,
So life to us He giveth.
Now, who believes on Jesus' Word
From death and grave shall be restored,
And live, e'en though he dieth.
7 He who with Christ arises here
By faith and daily sorrow,
The second death need never fear:
Heaven's his eternal morrow.
Death's swallowed up in victory
And life and immortality
Are brought to light by Jesus.
8 Forgiveness, peace, joy, righteousness,
On earth and there in heaven--
These are the Easter-spoils that bless
The hearts to Jesus given.
So we, His heirs, wait patiently
Until our bodies fashioned by
Like His own glorious body.
9 The ancient dragon, with his brood,
Is hurled to degradation;
They lay a mock, with scorn subdued,
When Christ rose with salvation.
The gain of our triumphant Head
Is ours, His members; hence we dread
No more the serpent's power.
10 O Death! where is thy cruel sting?
O grave! where is thy power?
What harm to us can Satan bring
Though threatening to devour?
Thanks be to God! of glorious might,
Who conquered for us in this fight
Through Jesus Christ our Captain. Languages: English Tune Title: DECIUS (Allein Gott in der Hoch sei Ehr)
O death, where is thy cruel sting?