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