I know that my Redeemer lives;
What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
He lives, He lives, who one was dead;
He lives, my ever-living head.

He lives to silence all my fears;
He lives to wipe away all my tears;
He lives to calm my troubled heart;
He lives all blessings to impart.

He lives, my kind, wise, heav’nly friend;
He lives and loves me to the end;
He lives, and while He lives, I’ll sing;
He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King.

He lives and grants me daily breath;
He lives, and I shall conquer death;
He lives my mansion to prepare;
He lives to bring me safely there.

He lives, all glory to His name!
He lives, my Jesus, still the same;
Oh, the sweet joy this sentence gives;
I know that my Redeemer lives!

(“I Know That My Redeemer Lives” stanzas 1,5,6,7, and 8; a hymn text by Samuel Medley in the 18th century; hymn 461 in “Lutheran Service Book,” a 2006 hymnal from Concordia Publishing House, St. Louis, MO)