Lutheran Hymnal: 050 - Sing, my Tongue, the Glorious Battle

1 Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle, Sing the ending of the fray; Now above the cross, the trophy, Sound the loud triumphant lay: Tell how Christ, the world’s Redeemer, As a victim won the day. 2 Tell how, when at length the fullness Of the-appointed time was come, He, the Word, was born of woman, Left for us His Father’s home, Showed to men the perfect manhood, Shone as light amidst the gloom. 3 Thus, with thirty years accomplished, Went He forth from Nazareth, Destined, dedicate, and willing, Wrought His work, and met His death; Like a lamb He humbly yielded On the cross His dying breath. 4 Faithful cross, thou sign of triumph, Now for man the noblest tree, None in foliage, none in blossom, None in fruit thy peer may be; Symbol of the world’s redemption, For the weight that hung on thee! 5 Unto God be praise and glory: To the Father and the Son, To the-eternal Spirit, honour Now and evermore be done; Praise and glory in the highest, While the timeless ages run.