The Strife Is O’er Lyrics
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia!

The Strife Is O’er, The Battle Done;
The Victory Of Life Is Won;
The Song Of Triumph Has Begun.
Alleluia!

The Powers Of Death Have Done Their Worst,
But Christ Their Legions Has Dispersed.
Let Shouts Of Holy Joy Outburst.
Alleluia!

The Three Sad Days Are Quickly Sped;
He Rises Glorious From The Dead.
All Glory To Our Risen Head.
Alleluia!

He Closed The Yawning Gates Of Hell;
The Bars From Heaven’s High Portals Fell.
Let Hymns Of Praise His Triumph Tell.
Alleluia!

Lord, By The Stripes Which Wounded Thee,
From Death’s Dread Sting Thy Servants Free,
That We May Live And Sing To Thee.
Alleluia!

The Strife Is O’er Spanish Lyrics
¡Aleluya, aleluya, aleluya!

La lucha ha terminado, la batalla ha concluido;
se ha conseguido la victoria de la vida;
ha comenzado el canto del triunfo.
¡Aleluya!

Los poderes de la muerte han hecho todo lo que podían,
pero Cristo ha dispersado sus legiones.
Que estallen los gritos de santa alegría.
¡Aleluya!

Los tres días tristes han pasado rápidamente;
Él resucita glorioso de entre los muertos.
Toda la gloria a nuestro Jefe resucitado.
¡Aleluya!

Él cerró las puertas abiertas de par en par del infierno;
cayeron los cerrojos de los altos portales del cielo.
Que los himnos de alabanza proclamen su triunfo.
¡Aleluya!

Señor, por las llagas que te hirieron,
libera a tus siervos del terrible aguijón de la muerte,
para que podamos vivir y cantarte.
¡Aleluya!

The Strife Is O'er Cards
[Antiphon]
D      G   D        G   D       G   D
 Al-le-lu-ia, Al-le-lu-ia, Al-le-lu-ia!
 
[Verse 1]
D             G         F#m     A
The strife is o’er, the battle done,
D       Bm     Em       A
the victory of life is won;
D            G      F#m    A
the song of triumph has begun.
D     A  D
  Alleluia!
 
[Antiphon]
 
[Verse 2]
D             G           F#m       A
The powers of death have done their worst,
D                 Bm     Em      A
but Christ their legions hath dispersed:
D            G    F#m       A
let shout of holy joy outburst.
D     A  D
Alleluia!
 
[Antiphon]
 
[Verse 3]
D              G       F#m     A
The three sad days are quickly sped,
D         Bm       Em       A
he rises glorious from the dead:
D         G      F#m    A
all glory to our risen Head!
D     A  D
 Alleluia!
 
{Antiphon}
 
[Verse 4]
D             G       F#m      A
He closed the yawning gates of hell,
D              Bm           Em       A
the bars from heaven’s high portals fell;
D             G          F#m      A
let hymns of praise his triumphs tell!
D     A  D
  Alleluia!
 
[Antiphon]
 
[Verse 5]
D            G             F#m     A
Lord! by the stripes which wounded thee,
D                   Bm        Em       A
from death’s dread sting, thy servants free,
D           G        F#m      A
that we may live and sing to thee.
 
D     A  D
  Alleluia!