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<h2>O SONS AND DAUGHTERS, LET US SING!</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Go quickly and tell His disciples: ‘He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see Him.’” Matthew 28:7</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_n_e_neale_jm.jpg" alt="John Mason Neale (1818-1866)" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="141.333333333333" height="201.333333333333"><em>Words:</em> Jean Tisserand (?-1494) (<em>O filii et filiae, Rex coelestis, Rex gloriae</em>); translated from Latin to English by <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_n_e_neale_jm.html" target="_blank">John Mason Neale</a>, 1852.</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> “O Filii et Filiae,” French melody, 15th Century </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_f_filiietf.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>O sons and daughters, let us sing!<br>
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The King of heaven, the glorious King,<br>
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Over death today rose triumphing.<br>
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Alleluia! Alleluia!</p>
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<p>That Easter morn, at break of day,<br>
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The faithful women went their way<br>
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To seek the tomb where Jesus lay.<br>
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Alleluia! Alleluia!</p>
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<p>An angel clad in white they see,<br>
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Who sat, and spake unto the three,<br>
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“Your Lord doth go to Galilee.”<br>
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Alleluia! Alleluia!</p>
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<p>That night th’apostles met in fear;<br>
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Amidst them came their Lord most dear,<br>
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And said, “My peace be on all here.”<br>
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Alleluia! Alleluia!</p>
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<p>When Thomas first the tidings heard,<br>
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How they had seen the risen Lord,<br>
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He doubted the disciples’ word.<br>
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Alleluia! Alleluia!</p>
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<p>“My piercèd side, O Thomas, see;<br>
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My hands, My feet, I show to thee;<br>
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Not faithless but believing be.”<br>
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Alleluia! Alleluia!</p>
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<p>No longer Thomas then denied;<br>
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He saw the feet, the hands, the side;<br>
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“Thou art my Lord and God,” he cried.<br>
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Alleluia! Alleluia!</p>
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<p>How blessed are they who have not seen,<br>
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And yet whose faith has constant been;<br>
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For they eternal life shall win.<br>
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Alleluia! Alleluia!</p>
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<p>On this most holy day of days<br>
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Our hearts and voices, Lord, we raise<br>
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To Thee, in jubilee and praise.<br>
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Alleluia! Alleluia!</p>
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