Love's redeeming work is done;
Fought the fight, the battle won:
Fought the fight, the battle won:
Lo, our Sun's eclipse is o'er!
Lo, he sets in blood no more.
Lo, he sets in blood no more.
Vain the sstone, the watch, the seal,
Christ has burst the gates of hell;
Death in vain forbids his rise;
Christ has opened Paradise.
Christ has opened Paradise.
Lives again our glorious King;
Where O death, is now thy sting?
Dying once, he all doth save;
Where thy victory, O grave?
Where thy victory, O grave?
Charles Wesley