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