Thine Be the Glory Lyrics
Thine be the glory, risen, conqu'ring Son;
Endless is the victory, Thou o'er death hast won;
Angels in bright raiment rolled the stone away,
Kept the folded grave clothes where Thy body lay.
Thine is the glory, risen conqu'ring Son,
Endless is the vict'ry, Thou o'er death hast won.
Lo! Jesus meets us, risen from the tomb;
Lovingly He greets us, scatters fear and gloom;
Let the church with gladness, hymns of triumph sing;
For her Lord now liveth, death hath lost its sting.
No more we doubt Thee, glorious Prince of life;
Life is naught without Thee; aid us in our strife;
Make us more than conqu'rors, through Thy deathless love:
Bring us safe through Jordan to Thy home above.
Composer of Hymn Music
The composer of the music that accompanies the words of "Thine Be the Glory", George Frederick Handel (February 23, 1685-April 14, 1759), was born in Halle, Germany and became famous as a German baroque composer, world famous for his oratorios, operas, anthems, and organ concertos.
Information about the Hymn
Title of Hymn: Thine Be the Glory
Author of Lyrics (Hymnist): Edmond Louis Budry (August 30, 1854 to November 12, 1932)
Nationality of Author: Swiss
Translator of the Hymn lyrics: Richard B. Hoyle who translated the words from French to English in 1923
Name of Composer of Music: George Frederick Handel (February 23, 1685 to April 14, 1759)
Hymn Category: Favorite Songs
First Line of Hymn: "Thine be the glory, risen, conqu'ring Son; Endless is the victory, Thou o'er death hast won"
First Publication Date: 1885