Isaiah 49:24–26: Shall the prey he taken from the mighty, &c

Shall the mighty lose his prey
By a Mightier borne away?
Shall the strong-man-arm'd be foil'd,
Of his lawful captive spoil'd?
Who from Satan's tyranny,
Who from sin can rescue me?

Answers my almighty Lord,
Truth Himself hath spoke the word,
He shall bear the prize away,
Spoil the spoiler of his prey,
Every lawful captive seize,
Claim a ransom'd world for His.

Thou, on whom Thy church depend.
Wilt with all our foes contend,
Make the world and sin submit,
Bruise the fiend beneath our feet,
Sharers of Thy victory
Save the souls that trust in Thee.

Jesus, now Thine arm display,
All our fierce oppressors slay,
Sin, and the terrific king.
Crush the monster with his sting,
Now the wicked one consume,
Saviour to the utmost come.

Then the world shall surely know
Our Redeemer's power below.
All mankind shall then confess
Jesus, and His witnesses,
Praise the Lord, when us they see
Saints from sin for ever free.