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