Gone is the night of re­pin­ing,
Vanished for­ev­er its gloom;
Hope’s bless­èd sun­light is shin­ing,
Thro’ the dark shades of the tomb.

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Send out the won­der­ful tid­ings,
Over the mount­ains and plains,
Jesus the Lord is tri­um­phant,
Jesus the Cru­ci­fied reigns.

Death He has robbed of its ter­rors,
Banished the gloom of the grave;
Vanquished the king­dom of er­rors,
Risen all na­tions to save.

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Mountains His prais­es are voic­ing,
Valleys tri­um­phant­ly ring;
Millions of souls, with re­joic­ing,
Crown Him their Sav­ior and king.

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