8-9 redeeming the Lost

Redeeming the Lost

 

Sing out my soul, celebrate! Easter’s eternal feast.

The Son of Man, Son of God, routed the cunning beast.

Sing out my soul, reverberate! That death and the grave

Vanish like haze this morning: He rose and called to save

All souls: so luxuriate: the lost, the last, the least!

 

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