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