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