for evermore

the king of chaos overruled;
by light, the darkness ever fooled;
delight: the blazing longswords still
and ringing yet of conquest's thrill.
the vanquished foe becomes no more,
and victory crowns glory's door
for evermore.

the king of glory, saints surround;
such light, for glory does abound;
no night: the glory never fades,
it sings the kingdom's accolades:
from start of days the king foresaw,
that bitter death would this day fall
for evermore.

the king of mercy seated nigh;
by blood, the fallen lifted high;
a flood: the saved who stood in faith;
their hope confirmed, they see his face.
all joy on earth will never draw
the like of this joy, without flaw
for evermore.