1. His be the Victor’s Name
Who fought the fight alone;
Triumphant saints no honor claim;
Their conquest was His own.
2. By weakness and defeat
He won the glorious crown;
Trod all His foes beneath His feet
By being trodden down.
What though the vile accuser roar
Of sins that I have done;
I know them well, and thousands more;
My God, He knoweth none
3. He hell in hell laid low;
Made sin, He sin o’erthrew;
Bowed to the grave, destroyed it so,
And death, by dying, slew.
4. Bless, bless the Conqueror slain,
Slain by divine decree!
Who lived, who died, who lives again,
For thee, my soul, for thee.
My sin is cast into the sea
Of God’s forgotten memory
No more to haunt accusingly
For Christ has lived and died for me