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Why search ye in the narrow tomb
For him who lives on high?
Heaven spreads her gates to make him room:
His glory fills the sky.
Lift up your hearts, and stretch your eyes;
The Saviour is not here:
Behold the Conqueror arise,
To grace a brighter sphere.
Angels with loud, exulting songs,
Welcome their Lord again:
To us the victory belongs;
For us the Lamb was slain.
And shall we, Lord, ascend with thee,
And sec thee as thou art,
From death’s terrific power made free,
And saved from Satan’s dart?
Saviour, since thou art gone before,
Oh, grant that we may go
Where sin’s dark empire is no more,
And death a vanquished foe!
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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| 1866 | # 366 |
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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