EN 4913 The Morning Purples All the Sky
1Cor.15.26
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The morning purples all the sky,
The air with praises rings,
Defeated hell stands sullen by,
The world exulting sings.
Glory to God! our glad lips cry;
All praise and worship be
On earth, in heaven, to God most high,
For Christ’s great victory,
For Christ’s great victory.
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While He, the King all strong to save,
Rends the dark doors away,
And through the breaches of the grave,
Strides forth into the day.
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Death’s captive, in his gloomy prison,
Fast fettered He has lain,
But He has mastered death, is risen,
And death now wears the chain.
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The shining angels cry, “Away
With grief; no spices bring;
Not tears, but songs, this joyful day,
Should greet the rising King!”
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That Thou our Paschal Lamb may’st be,
And endless joy begin.
Jesus, Deliverer, set us free
From the dread death of sin.

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