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Jesus the mighty Conq’ror,
Now rises from the tomb,
His resurrection glory
Dispels its chilling gloom.
While, from its open portals,
An angel, clad in light,
Doth reveal to mortals
The triumphs of His might.
For the Lord hath risen,
The Lord hath risen,
The Lord hath risen,
And conquered every foe.
The grave its awful conquest
O’er man for ages won;
Defeated, now surrenders
To God’s victorious Son;
The mighty Conq’ror, captive
Now leads captivity,
Precious gifts bestowing
Of life and liberty.
For the Lord hath risen,
The Lord hath risen,
The Lord hath risen,
And conquered every foe.
Death’s power fore’er is broken,
God’s saints no longer mourn;
Its sting can bring no torture,
For Christ the curse hath borne;
His glorious exaltation
Let men and angels sing;
Jesus, mighty Conq’ror!
In earth and Heaven is King.
For the Lord hath risen,
The Lord hath risen,
The Lord hath risen,
And conquered every foe.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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7 6 7 6 7 6 6 6 r 6 5 5 6
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1885
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 68:18;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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THE MIGHTY CONQUEROR
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Meter:
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7 6 7 6 7 6 6 6 r 6 5 5 6
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