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