He dies, the friend of winners dies!

Lo! Salem’s daughters weep around!

A solemn darkness vails the skies,

A sudden trembling shakes the ground.

2 Here’s love and grief beyond degree!

The Lord of glory dies for men!

But, lo! what sudden joys we see—

Jesus the dead revives again!

3 The rising Lord forsakes the tomb!

(The tomb in vain forbids his rise!)

Cherubic legions guard him home,

And shout him welcome to the skies!

4 Break off your tears, you saints, and tell

How high our great Deliverer reigns;

Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell,

And led the monster Death in chains.

5 Say, “Live for ever, wondrous King!

Born to redeem, and strong to save!”

Then ask the monster, “Where’s thy sting?

And where’s thy victory, boasting grave?”