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