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