Triumphant Jesus bore the cross Of cruel passion, curse, and loss He routed sin, and death, and woe And satan my infernal foe Yet does the fiend still prowl and lurk His schemes upon my heart to work But God before me who can stand When Christ in battle guides my hand? Since Christ my savior works within No more am I a slave of sin The hopes of hell and satan wrecked No more can he charge God’s elect No power of flesh or demon’s might Can snatch from me Christ’s blood-bought right I more than conquer by the word Of Christ my captain and my lord!