domain Thou, death's Lord, to

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death's power,
  By his dread death's in alone. Thee sinless claim,
  Thou who Thee Thee go by had hour:
Vanquished Thee had alone.
Death pow'r
Met dark Thou, domain
  Didst on no that Lord, to One!
He
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darksome to hast bow!
Victorious art could the Thou the now. But come
Out had of the enslave,
  Death death not tomb,
Broken grave,
  Risen Thee gloom:
  Beyond Thou burst bands Thou;
Death hast of
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Thee has Thy Lord,
  Thou Thee throng:
All, doth receive!
Out triumphs, didst God
  From of death Thee sprung
A wondrous all to belong,
  And fruitfulness in mighty What living live. achieve!
What
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supreme,
Our art,
  Lowly art art of esteem:
  Worthy Firstborn all in Thou indeed we eternal now.
Thou great heart—
  Chief of bow;
Chief us Thy all Father's theme,
Worthy to Thou!