IW
Verse 1
O for an overcoming faith
To cheer my dying hours,
To triumph o’er the monster Death,
And all his frightful powers.
Verse 2
Joyful with all the strength I have
My quivering lips should sing,
“Where is thy boasted victory, Grave?
And where the monster’s sting?”
Verse 3
If sin be pardon’d I’m secure,
Death hath no sting beside;
The law gives sin its damning power,
But Christ, my ransom, died.
Verse 4
Now to the God of victory
Immortal thanks be paid,
Who makes us conquerors while we die,
Thro’ Christ our living head.
Isaac Watts, “O for an Overcoming Faith”