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Jesus, our Lord, with what joy we adore Thee;
Chanting our praise to Thyself on the throne,
Blest in Thy presence we worship before Thee,
Own Thou art worthy, and worthy alone.
How hast Thou triumphed, and triumphed with glory,
Battled death's forces, rolled back every wave!
Can we refrain then from telling the story,
How Thou art victor o'er death and the grave?
"Lord, what is man?" we would break forth
exclaiming;
Jesus, the crowned One, the Lamb that was slain!
Joyful we own Thee, Thy praises proclaiming;
Death Thou hast vanquished by rising again!
"Lord, what is man?" Yes, with deep adoration,
Gladly prolong we this wonderful theme;
Jesus, divine One, Thou Head of creation,
Head of Thy church, which Thou cam'st to redeem!
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11 10 11 10
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1981 | # 402 | | 1881 | # 446 |
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EPIPHANY (THRUPP)
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11 10 11 10
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| # 122 | A | | # 1207 | D | | # 176 | Eb | | # 91 | Eb | | # 402 | Eb | | # 199.1 | No key |
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