Now, where is your gloating, grim host of Hell?
Your minions weep and scream in torment,
While we shout for joy, “He lives.”
For we have spoken with our Risen King,
O, Happy Day, finally, we understand neither
Gates of Hell nor dankest grave could hold Him.
The Lord is risen. The Lord is risen, indeed.
Then 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.’ Now I have told you.”
Matt. 28:7 NIV
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