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496b Resurrection

Angels, roll the rock away;
Death, yield up thy mighty prey:
See! He rises from the tomb
Glowing with immortal bloom.

'Tis the Saviour; seraphs, raise
Your triumphant shouts of praise;
Let the earth's remotest bound
Hear the joy-inspiring sound.

Lift, ye saints, lift up your eyes;
Now to glory see Him rise;
Hosts of angels on the road 
Hail and sing th'incarnate God.

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