to Lord, death’s Thou, domain

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