Thou, death’s to Lord, domain

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