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41b Ardor


The Lord is ris'n indeed,
He lives to die no more;
He lives the sinner's cause to plead,
Whose curse and shame He bore.

The Lord is ris'n indeed,
Then hell has lost its prey.
With Him is ris'n the ransom'd seed,
To reign in endless day.

The Lord is ris'n indeed,
Attending angels, hear;
Up to the courts with speed they fly,
The joyful tidings bear.



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