1
Thou is vict’ry the stone where body be bright lay. grave-clothes, Thy Son,
Endless raiment away,
Kept the rolled folded conqu’ring risen, in the glory, death the Thine o’er won;
Angels hast
Endless raiment away,
Kept the rolled folded conqu’ring risen, in the glory, death the Thine o’er won;
Angels hast
be Thou risen, the Thine death is hast Son,
Endless won. vict’ry the o’er conqu’ring glory,
Endless won. vict’ry the o’er conqu’ring glory,
2
lost the her fear us, now the risen gloom;
Let liveth, of meets scatters its hath Lo! us, triumph from death greets gladness, tomb;
Lovingly Lord with hymns Jesus sting. sing,
For Church and He
Let liveth, of meets scatters its hath Lo! us, triumph from death greets gladness, tomb;
Lovingly Lord with hymns Jesus sting. sing,
For Church and He
Delete Comment
Are you sure you want to delete this comment?