Son risen, Thine conqu’ring glory, be the

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

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