Christ Is Risen! We Are Redeemed!
Brought low, to crush pride.
With it, the Devil.
O'er that entombed who now stands
A befuddled fool!
"Light! A living form
Therein! Saps my will.
Victor over death! What for
Myself did once rule!"
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