Victory in the Lamb

He will clothe the poor with crowns
 In the kingom 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!