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<h2>YES, THE REDEEMER ROSE</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“He rose again the third day according to the scriptures.” 1 Corinthians 15:4</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_d_o_doddridge_p.jpg" alt="Philip Doddridge (1702-1751)" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="129.333333333333" height="167.333333333333"><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_d_o_doddridge_p.html" target="_blank">Philip Doddridge</a>, <em>Hymns</em>, 1755.</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Laus Deo,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_g_o_gower_jh.html" target="_blank">John Henry Gower</a>, 1895 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_l_lausdeo.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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<li>“Darwall’s 148th,” John Darwall, 1770 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_d_darwall.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>Yes, the Redeemer rose, the Savior left the dead,<br>
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And o’er our hellish foes high raised His conquering head.<br>
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In wild dismay the guards around,<br>
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Fall to the ground and sink away.</p>
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<p>Lo! the angelic bands in full assembly meet,<br>
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To wait His high commands and worship at His feet.<br>
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Joyful they come, and wing their way<br>
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From realms of day to see His tomb.</p>
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<p>Then back to heav’n they fly and the glad tidings bear.<br>
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Hark! as they soar on high, what music fills the air!<br>
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Their anthems say, “Jesus, Who bled,<br>
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Hath left the dead, He rose today.”</p>
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<p>Ye mortals, catch the sound, redeemed by Him from hell;<br>
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And send the echo round the globe on which you dwell:<br>
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Transported, cry, “Jesus, Who bled,<br>
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Hath left the dead, no more to die.”</p>
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<p>All hail! triumphant Lord, Who sav’st us with Thy blood;<br>
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Wide be Thy Name adored, Thou rising, reigning God!<br>
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With Thee we rise, with Thee we reign,<br>
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And empires gain beyond the skies.</p>
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