Death, Where is Thy Sting?

Death, where is thy sting?
Death, where is thy Victory?
Christ's blood was spilled on the cross,
You have no power over me.

You try and ruin this life,
The life Christ feelly gives
Yet through the death of my savior,
I will truly live.

This life is not of this world
Not of flesh and bone
But life in Jesus' arms
Through him, and him alone.

Satan try's to steal
Our life and those we love
But we do not go to the grave
But with those who live above.

Of this he does not know
Of this he cannot understand
The love of God above
This mystery so grand.