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All Is O'er, the Pain, the Sorrow

Author: John Moultrie; John Ellerton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #71 Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1. All is o’er, the pain, the sorrow, Human taunts and fiendish spite; Death shall be despoiled tomorrow Of the prey he grasps tonight; Yet awhile, His own to save, Christ must linger in the grave. 2. Dark and still the cell that holds Him, While in brief repose He lies; Deep the slumber that enfolds Him, Veiled awhile from mortal eyes; Slumber such as needs must be After hard won victory. 3. Fierce and deadly was the anguish Which on yonder cross He bore; How did soul and body languish Till the toil of death was o’er: But that toil, so fierce and dread, Bruised and crushed the serpent’s head. 4. All night long, with plaintive voicing, Chant His requiem soft and low: Loftier strains of loud rejoicing From tomorrow’s harps shall flow: Death and hell at length are slain! Christ hath triumphed! Christ doth reign! Languages: English Tune Title: REQUIEM

All is o'er; the pain, the sorrow

Author: John Moultrie Hymnal: The Westminster Abbey Hymn-Book #148 (1897) Languages: English Tune Title: [All is o'er; the pain, the sorrow]

All Is O'er, the Pain, the Sorrow

Author: Gerard Moultrie, 1829-85 Hymnal: Worship Supplement #731 (1969) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1 All is o'er, the pain, the sorrow, Human taunts and Satan's spite; Death shall be despoiled tomorrow Of the Prey he grasps tonight. Yet once more, his own to save, Christ must sleep within the grave. 2 Fierce and deadly was the anguish On the bitter cross he bore; How did soul and body languish Till the toil of death was o'er! But that toil, so fierce and dread, Bruised and crushed the Serpent's head. 3 Close and still the tomb that holds him While in brief repose he lies; Deep the slumber that enfolds him, Veiled awhile from mortal eyes-- Slumber such as needs must be After hard-won victory. 4 So this night, with voice of sadness Chant the anthem soft and low; Loftier strains of praise and gladness From tomorrow's harps shall flow: Death and Hell at length are slain, Christ has triumphed! Christ doth reign! Topics: The Christian Year Holy Saturday Tune Title: PSALM 146

All is o'er, the pain, the sorrow

Author: John Moultrie Hymnal: Gloria in Excelsis #d14 (1905) First Line: All is o'er: the pain, the sorrow, Human taunts and fiendish spite Languages: English

Before the Dawn

Hymnal: Hymns of Zion #143 (1958) First Line: All is o'er, the pain, the sorrow Languages: English Tune Title: [All is o'er, the pain, the sorrow]

All is o'er: the pain, the sorrow

Author: Rev. John Moultrie; Rev. John Ellerton Hymnal: The Hymnal #230 (1895) Lyrics: 1 All is o'er, the pain, the sorrow, Human taunts and fiendish spite; Death shall be despoiled tomorrow Of the prey he grasps tonight; Yet awhile, His own to save, Christ must linger in the grave. 2 Dark and still the cell that holds Him, While in brief repose he lies; Deep the slumber that enfolds Him, Veiled awhile from mortal eyes; Slumber such as needs must be After hard-won victory. 3 Fierce and deadly was the anguish Which on yonder cross He bore; How did soul and body languish Till the toil of death was o'er: But that toil, so fierce and dread, Bruised and crushed the serpent's head. 4 All night long, with plaintive voicing, Chant His requiem, soft and low: Loftier strains of loud rejoicing From to-morrow's harps will flow: "Death and hell at length are slain! Christ hath triumphed! Christ doth reign! Amen.

All is o'er, the pain, the sorrow

Hymnal: Hymnal #92 (1871) Lyrics: 1 All is o'er, the pain, the sorrow, Human taunts and Satan's spite; Death shall be despoiled to-morrow Of the Prey he grasps to-night. Yet once more, His own to save, Christ must sleep within the grave. 2 Fierce and deadly was the anguish On the bitter Cross He bore; How did soul and body languish, Till the toil of death was o'er! But that toil, so fierce and dread, Bruised and crushed the serpent's head. 3 Close and still the tomb that holds Him, While in brief repose He lies; Deep the slumber that enfolds Him, Veiled awhile from mortal eyes: Slumber such as needs must be After hard-won victory. 4 So this nght, with voice of sadness Chant the anthem soft and low; Loftier strains of praise and gladness From to-morrow's harps shall flow: "Death and hell at length are slain, Christ hath triumphed, Christ doth reign." Languages: English

All is o'er, the pain, the sorrow

Author: John Moultrie Hymnal: Church Book #185 (1890) Meter: 8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 All is o'er, the pain, the sorrow, Human taunts and Satan's spite; Death shall be despoiled to-morrow Of the prey he grasps to-night; Yet once more, to seal his doom, Christ must sleep within the tomb. 2 Fierce and deadly was the anguish On the bitter Cross He bore; How did soul and body languish, Till the toil of death was o'er! But that toil, so fierce and dread, Bruised and crushed the serpent's head. 3 Close and still the tomb that holds Him, While in brief repose He lies: Deep the slumber that enfolds Him, Veiled awhile from mortal eyes: Slumber such as needs must be After hard-won victory. 4 We this night with plaintive voicing Chant His requiem soft and low; Loftier strains of loud rejoicing From to-morrow's harps shall flow: Death and hell at length are slain, Christ hath triumphed, Christ doth reign. Topics: Easter Eve; Lent, Third Sunday; Easter Eve Languages: English Tune Title: COBLENTZ

All is o'er: the pain, the sorrow, Human taunts and fiendish spite

Author: John Moultrie Hymnal: Resurgit #d5 (1879)

All is o'er: the pain, the sorrow, Human taunts and fiendish spite

Author: John Moultrie Hymnal: Sunday School Book for ... Evangelical Lutheran Congregations, by Authority of the General Council of the Evangelical Lutheran Church in North America #d10 (1873)