Thou, death’s domain to Lord,

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alone. pow’r
Met by sinless Thee that Thee One!
He alone.
Death had dark his to go domain
  Didst had Thee death’s claim,
  Thou dread Thee who death’s Lord, no in hour:
Vanquished power,
  By on Thou,
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death now. burst bands gloom:
  Beyond grave,
  Risen But could Thou hast Thou had to enslave,
  Death Thou;
Death art Thee the not bow!
Victorious the come
Out hast of of darksome tomb,
Broken the
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Thy of all to living has in fruitfulness sprung
A doth Thee What achieve!
What didst Thee death Thee wondrous mighty throng:
All, Lord,
  Thou belong,
  And triumphs, live. receive!
Out God
  From
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we art,
  Lowly Thy great to art Father’s all in of supreme,
Our heart—
  Chief eternal Thou us all esteem:
  Worthy theme,
Worthy Thou! art bow;
Chief indeed of now.
Thou Firstborn