Shall man, O God of light and life
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Shall man, O God of light and life,Forever molder in the grave?Canst thou forget thy glorious work,Thy promise, and thy power to save?
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In those dark realms of night and gloomShall peace and hope no more arise?No future morning light the tomb,Nor day-star gild the darksome skies?
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Cease, cease, ye vain, desponding fears!When Christ, our Lord, from darkness sprang,Death, the last foe, was captive led,And heaven with praise and wonder rang.
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Faith sees the bright eternal doorsUnfold to make his children way;They shall be clothed with endless life,And shine in everlasting day.