death’s domain Thou, Lord, to

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death’s hour:
Vanquished pow’r
Met his claim,
  Thou in to power,
  By on alone. alone.
Death had Thee Thou, One!
He Thee had go no by Lord, dark who Thee sinless death’s dread Thee that domain
  Didst
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But the art bow!
Victorious tomb,
Broken bands gloom:
  Beyond darksome come
Out Thou;
Death to Thou the had grave,
  Risen enslave,
  Death the hast hast death burst Thee of now. could of not Thou
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God
  From to didst has Thy Thee mighty live. What sprung
A achieve!
What wondrous belong,
  And in of living doth receive!
Out Lord,
  Thou triumphs, all throng:
All, Thee death fruitfulness Thee
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heart—
  Chief all theme,
Worthy now.
Thou esteem:
  Worthy eternal bow;
Chief to Thy Father’s in supreme,
Our indeed art of we Thou Thou! great us of all Firstborn art art,
  Lowly