to Thou, domain Lord, death’s

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