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O short was His slumber;
He woke from the dust,
The Savior death’s chain
could not hold;
And short, since He rose,
is the sleep of the just;
They shall wake,
and His glory behold.
Dear grave in the garden;
hope smiled at its door
Where love’s
brightest triumph was told;
Christ lives! and His life
will His people restore;
They shall wake,
and His glory behold.
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LYRICS
Meter:
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11 8 11 9
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Writer(s):
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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Bible Refs:
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1 Co 15:55;
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MUSIC
Name:
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RUGGLES
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Meter:
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11 8 11 9
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1876
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echo ' | ';
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