The Strife is O'er, the Battle Done
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
The strife is o'er, the battle done;
the victory of life is won;
the song of triumph has begun:
Alleluia!
The powers of death have done their worst,
but Christ their legions hath dispersed;
let shouts of holy joy outburst:
Alleluia!
The three sad days are quickly sped;
He rises glorious from the dead;
all glory to our risen Head!
Alleluia!
Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee,
from death's dread sting Thy servants free,
that we may live, and sing to thee:
Alleluia!
~Words: Anonymous Latin - trans. by Francis Pott & Music: Giovanni da Palestrina
The strife is o'er, the battle done;
the victory of life is won;
the song of triumph has begun:
Alleluia!
The powers of death have done their worst,
but Christ their legions hath dispersed;
let shouts of holy joy outburst:
Alleluia!
The three sad days are quickly sped;
He rises glorious from the dead;
all glory to our risen Head!
Alleluia!
Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee,
from death's dread sting Thy servants free,
that we may live, and sing to thee:
Alleluia!
~Words: Anonymous Latin - trans. by Francis Pott & Music: Giovanni da Palestrina
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