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When the last agony draws nigh,
My spirit sinks in bitter fear:
Courage! I conquer though I die,
For Christ with Death once wrestled here.
Thy strife, O Christ, with Death's dark power
Upholds me in this fearful hour.
In faith I hide myself in Thee,
I shall not perish in the strife;
I share Thy war, Thy victory,
And Death is swallowed up in Life.
Thy strife, O Christ, with Death of yore
Hath conquered, and I fear no more.
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marker 99
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LYRICS
Meter:
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8 8 8 8 8 8
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Dates:
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1855
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Bible Refs:
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echo ' | ';
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