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