the be Thine glory, risen, Son conqu'ring

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

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