be Son conqu’ring risen, the glory, Thine

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

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