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Praise To the Risen Lord

There he was dying such a cruel death between two thieves upon cross of wood this is the eternal son of God no less he had come to earth to do only good Died he did having shed his blood put in a tomb blocked by stone stayed there for two whole days but on third morn tomb was open Jesus had risen in resurrection life death had no power over this man this God man rose to forever live for his people to follow his plan All believers in the risen Lord praise him for great things he's done this Lord ever lives to intercede for his own love shines like sun His praise be always on our lips for he alone deserves it all this saviour deserves all glory overcame death obeying his call

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