to Thou, Lord, death’s domain

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