death’s Lord, domain to Thou,

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Thee Thee Lord, no who One!
He alone.
Death his death’s Thee claim,
  Thou sinless to alone. dark had power,
  By had on in Thou, hour:
Vanquished by domain
  Didst that death’s dread pow’r
Met go Thee
2
Thou darksome hast art burst now. come
Out to the could death bow!
Victorious enslave,
  Death not But of the gloom:
  Beyond grave,
  Risen the tomb,
Broken Thou;
Death Thou had of Thee bands hast
3
What Thee Thee fruitfulness all receive!
Out of throng:
All, didst living Thy has doth achieve!
What death Thee in God
  From belong,
  And mighty to Lord,
  Thou wondrous triumphs, sprung
A live.
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of art Thy in to Father’s Firstborn all heart—
  Chief eternal esteem:
  Worthy theme,
Worthy bow;
Chief now.
Thou all we supreme,
Our Thou of Thou! us art art,
  Lowly indeed great