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Lift your glad voices
in triumph on high,
For Jesus hath risen,
and man cannot die;
Vain were the terrors
that gathered around Him,
And short the dominion
of death and the grave;
Glory to God,
in full anthems of joy;
The being He gave us
death cannot destroy:
Sad were the life
we must part with tomorrow,
If tears were our birthright,
and death were our end;
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LYRICS
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Dates:
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1817
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 30:3;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1854 | # 137 | | 1919 | # 153 | | 1904 | # 153 |
MUSIC
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EPIPHANY
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IRREGULAR
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echo ' | ';
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