Scripture Verse

O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? 1 Corinthians 15:55


Words: Will­iam C. Mar­tin, 1901.

Music: H. W. Por­ter (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Por­ter’s full name, or where to get a good pho­to of him (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

William C. Martin (1864–1914)


He fell, the Prince of Glory fell
Beneath the migh­ty stroke of hell;
But when the strife was done,
And all the foe’s de­vic­es spent,
He grand­ly rose, their fet­ters rent,
And last­ing tri­umph won.


Light breaks up­on the tomb,
For Christ di­spels its gloom;
O Chris­tian, brush your tears away,
For Christ is ris’n to­day.

He knew the sha­dow of the tomb,
He knew its pain, its grief, its gloom,
For He was ’mong the dead;
But now its gloom is swept away,
And death and hell yield up their prey,
We fol­low as He led.


O migh­ty death, where is thy sting,
Since thou didst meet the heav’n­ly King,
Whom an­gels all adore?
Lo, He is mon­arch of the sky,
The glo­ry of that realm on high,
Forever, ev­er­more.