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