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