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