be risen, the Thine Son conqu’ring glory,

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

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