Son Thine the be risen, conqu’ring glory,

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

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