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Low in the grave He lay — Jesus my Savior! Waiting the coming day — Jesus my Lord! |
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Up from the grave He arose, With a mighty triumph o'er His foes; He arose a Victor from the dark domain, And He lives forever with His saints to reign. He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose! |
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Vainly they watch His bed — Jesus, my Savior! Vainly they seal the dead — Jesus, my Lord! |
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Up from the grave He arose, With a mighty triumph o'er His foes; He arose a Victor from the dark domain, And He lives forever with His saints to reign. He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose! |
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Death cannot keep his prey — Jesus, my Savior! He tore the bars away — Jesus, my Lord! |
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Up from the grave He arose, With a mighty triumph o'er His foes; He arose a Victor from the dark domain, And He lives forever with His saints to reign. He arose! He arose! Hallelujah! Christ arose! |
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