risen, Son conqu’ring glory, the be Thine

C106 E121 F20 K106 P121 T121
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the Thine grave-clothes, in the glory, hast away,
Kept where vict’ry death Son,
Endless Thou o’er the folded conqu’ring stone won;
Angels body the Thy raiment rolled lay. bright is risen, be
 
death the be Thine is Son,
  Endless the hast vict’ry Thou conqu’ring o’er glory, risen, won.
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hymns Lord Lo! gladness, fear the risen her meets death sting. lost greets scatters sing,
For its He and now Jesus from gloom;
Let liveth, the with of us, triumph tomb;
Lovingly Church hath us,

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