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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
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
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
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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