He will swallow up death in victory.
Isaiah 25:8.
Lo! the seal of death is breaking;
Those who slept its sleep are waking;
Heaven opes its portals fair!
Hark! the harps of God are ringing;
Hark! the seraph’s hymn is flinging
Music on immortal air.
2 There, no more at eve declining,
Suns without a cloud are shining
O’er the land of life and love;