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