risen, Son the Thine glory, be conqu’ring

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

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