Sound the high praises of Jesus our Lord;
He came and He conquered, His person adored;
Sing, for the power of the tyrant is broken;
The triumph’s complete over death and the grave;
Vain is their boasting, Jehovah has spoken,
And Jesus proclaimed Himself mighty to save.
Sound the high praises of Jesus our Lord;
He came and He conquered, His person adored.
Praise to the Conquerer! Praise to the Lord;
The enemy quailed at the might of His word;
In heaven He ascends and unfolds the glad story;
The hosts of the blessed exult in His fame:
In love He looks down from the throne of His glory,
And rescues the ruined who trust in His name.