Hymn number 275

O PRAISE the risen Prince of Light,
Who, clothed in human clay,
Entered into the gates of death,
And tore those bars away!

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Death is no more the king of fear
Since our Emmanuel rose;
He took the tyrant’s sting away,
And banished all its woes.

3

See how the Conqueror mounts aloft,
And to His Father flies,
With scars of honour in His flesh,
And triumph in His eyes.

4

There our exalted Saviour reigns,
And pours His blessings down;
His triumph well rewards His pains,
And bids Him wear the crown.

5

Angels and saints in wonder join,
Their sweetest voices raise;
Let Heaven above and earth below
Sound our Emmanuel’s praise.