1 By faith in him who rose from death,
No more we fear the tomb;
We know that our Redeemer lives,
Our Lord will surely come.

2 What, though our mortal frame decay,
And worms destroy this flesh,
Jesus, at our redemption day,
Shall give us life afresh.

3 Our conqu'ring Lord shall soon appear,
High on his royal seat,
And death, the last of all his foes,
Lie vanquished at his feet.

4 Then shall we all behold his face,
With new, immortal eyes;
And bless his name, and sing his praise,
'Midst everlasting joys.