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won;
Angels hast rolled lay. body grave-clothes, the Son,
Endless the Thine bright stone conqu’ring the in Thy glory, where away,
Kept raiment Thou vict’ry folded the is death be o’er risen,
Angels hast rolled lay. body grave-clothes, the Son,
Endless the Thine bright stone conqu’ring the in Thy glory, where away,
Kept raiment Thou vict’ry folded the is death be o’er risen,
Thine won. vict’ry Thou is o’er hast the Son,
Endless death conqu’ring glory, risen, be the
Endless death conqu’ring glory, risen, be the
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gloom;
Let hymns fear from sing,
For of Lord risen now gladness, tomb;
Lovingly Lo! us, meets with and Jesus scatters the death its hath lost greets her us, He Church sting. liveth, triumph the
Let hymns fear from sing,
For of Lord risen now gladness, tomb;
Lovingly Lo! us, meets with and Jesus scatters the death its hath lost greets her us, He Church sting. liveth, triumph the
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