Away with sin and sorrow!
My love, the Crucified,
Has sprung to life this morrow:
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Refrain: Had Christ, who once was slain,
Not burst His three-day prison,
Our faith had been in vain:
But now has Christ arisen,
arisen, arisen;
But now has Christ arisen!
Death’s flood has lost its chill
Since Jesus crossed the river;
Lover of souls, from ill
My passing soul deliver:
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My flesh in hope shall rest
And for a season slumber
Till trump from east to west
Shall wake the dead in number:
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