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