to death’s domain Lord, Thou,

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