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All is o'er the pain the sorrow




All is o’er, the pain, the sorrow,
Human taunts and fiendish spite;
Death shall be despoiled tomorrow
Of the prey he grasps tonight;
Yet awhile, His own to save,
Christ must linger in the grave.


Dark and still the cell that holds Him,
While in brief repose He lies;
Deep the slumber that enfolds Him,
Veiled awhile from mortal eyes;
Slumber such as needs must be
After hard won victory.


Fierce and deadly was the anguish
Which on yonder cross He bore;
How did soul and body languish
Till the toil of death was o’er:
But that toil, so fierce and dread,
Bruised and crushed the serpent’s head.


All night long, with plaintive voicing,
Chant His requiem soft and low:
Loftier strains of loud rejoicing
From tomorrow’s harps shall flow:
“Death and hell at length are slain!
Christ hath triumphed! Christ doth reign!”

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 7 8 7 7 7
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1836
      Bible Refs: Jn 19:30;
      MUSIC
      Name: REQUIEM
      Meter: 8 7 8 7 7 7
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1868
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        LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
        Hymn/Song Book Song # Key
        # 368Ab
        # 425G

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