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