to death’s domain Lord, Thou,

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