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ARISE, my soul, Faith’s wings expand, | |
| Soar upward to the Heav’nly Land; | |
| Behold the great stone roll’d away! | |
| Thy Saviour’s Resurrection Day! | |
| A conqueror forth He came, | 5 |
| Death and the Grave to shame. | |
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| Hark! hark! it is an angel’s voice, | |
| Who tidings brings that bid rejoice; | |
| He stands by Death’s wide-open’d door, | |
| And cries “Christ lives for evermore!” | 10 |
| A conqueror forth He came, | |
| Death and the Grave to shame. | |
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| O hallow’d Day! O blessed Day! | |
| That all Death’s darkness did affray; | |
| Far-flaming still o’er all the world, | 15 |
| Strong Satan from his vast throne hurl’d: | |
| A conqueror forth He came, | |
| Death and the Grave to shame. | |
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| Thou Prince of Life! Thou Saviour dear! | |
| For us in Heav’n Thou dost appear; | 20 |
| Nor need most tim’rous tremble now, | |
| Since Faith beholds Thy crown-clasp’d brow; | |
| A conqueror forth He came, | |
| Death and the Grave to shame. | |
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| O Lord! do Thou help us to watch | 25 |
| That we Thy mighty word may catch, | |
| “Because I live ye too shall live”: | |
| What could more strong assurance give? | |
| A conqueror forth He came, | |
| Death and the Grave to shame. | 30 |
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| Arise, my soul, Faith’s wings expand, | |
| Soar upward to the Heav’nly Land; | |
| Behold thy Saviour’s grave unbarr’d! | |
| White-wingèd angels for His guard: | |
| A conqueror forth He came, | 35 |
| Death and the Grave to shame. | |
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