Words: , 1712 (Will­kom­men, Held im Streite); trans­lat­ed from Ger­man to Eng­lish by , cir­ca 1855.

Music: Cor­o­na­tion, , 1793.


Welcome, Thou Victor in the strife,
Welcome from out the grave;
Today we triumph in Thy life
Around Thy empty grave;
Today we triumph in Thy life
Around Thy empty grave.

Our enemy is put to shame,
His short lived triumph o’er;
Our God is with us, we exclaim,
We fear our foe no more;
Our God is with us, we exclaim,
We fear our foe no more.

The dwellings of the just resound
With songs of victory;
For in their midst, Thou, Lord, art found,
And brightest peace with Thee;
For in their midst, Thou, Lord, art found,
And brightest peace with Thee.

O let Thy conquering banner wave
O’er hearts Thou makest free;
And point the path that from the grave
Leads heav’nward up to Thee;
And point the path that from the grave
Leads heav’nward up to Thee.

We bury all our sin and shame
Deep in our Savior’s tomb,
And seek the treasure there, that time
Nor change can e’er consume;
And seek the treasure there, that time
Nor change can e’er consume.

We die with Thee: O let us live
Henceforth to Thee aright;
The blessings Thou hast died to give
Be daily in our sight;
The blessings Thou hast died to give
Be daily in our sight.

Fearless we lay us in the tomb,
And sleep the night away,
If Thou art there to break the gloom,
And call us back to day;
If Thou art there to break the gloom,
And call us back to day.