hymns

Victory in the Lamb

He will clothe the poor with crowns
In the kingdom He calls theirs
He will raise them to the halls of heaven
And release their earthly cares.

And the hard times they will come
The black clouds they will break
But His riches come with the morning sun
And they grow green fields of grace

So let all condemnation cease
Let guilt have no more claim
Let the devil lose all dominion

The Lamb of God He came!
The Lamb of God was slain!
The Lamb of God was raised!

The strong ones and the weak
Are the same under His blood
For empty handed all must come
To receive His endless love

So let all condemnation cease
Let guilt have no more claim
Let the devil lose all dominion

The Lamb of God He came!
The Lamb of God was slain!
The Lamb of God was raised!

We will fix our wandering eyes
On the wonders of our Lord
By His sacred stripes we have been healed
Through His wounds our joys' supplied

So let all condemnation cease
Let guilt have no more claim
Let the devil lose all dominion

The Lamb of God He came!
The Lamb of God was slain!
The Lamb of God was raised!