glory, risen, conqu’ring the Thine Son be

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

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