Thine risen, glory, conqu’ring Son the be

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

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