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