Judges 16: Samson the theatre o'erthrew

Samson the theatre o'erthrew,
And thousands at his death he slew:
But lo! our Sa7fison from the skies
A more triumphant conqueror dies,
A nobler victory obtains,
And heaven for all His Israel gains.

He by the pangs of death oppress'd
With outstretch'd hands the pillars seized,
Compass'd with foes He bow'd His head,
For mercy, not for vengeance, pray'd,
And groan'd His last expiring groan,
And pull'd the' infernal kingdom down.

The author dire of sin and death
He slew by yielding up His breath,
The powers of darkness He destroy'd.
And made their hellish boastings void,
Died with the Philistines — but rose
Triumphant o'er His slaughter'd foes.