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O Christ the Lord, O Christ the King,
Who wide the gates of death didst fling,
Whose place upon creation’s throne
By Easter triumph was made known,
Rule now on earth from realms above,
Subdue the nations by thy love.
Lord, vindicate against our greed
The weak, whose tears thy justice plead;
Thy pity, Lord, on those who lie
Oppressed by war and tyranny;
Show them the cross which thou didst bear,
Give them the power that conquered there.
Let those whose pride usurps thy throne
Acknowledge thou art Lord alone;
Cause those whose lust wracks humankind
Thy wrath to know, thy mercy find;
Make all the rebel world proclaim
The almighty power of thy blest name.
So shall creation’s bondage cease,
Its pangs of woe give birth to peace;
And all the earth, redeemed by thee,
Shall know a glorious liberty:
O haste the time, make short the days
Till all our cries dissolve in praise!
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8 8 8 8 8 8
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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| 1983 | # 406 | | 1986 | # 496 |
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