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The angels roar.

Then on the third at break of dawn,
The Son of heaven rose again.
O trampled death where is your sting?
The angels roar for Christ the King

Sang these words at our Good Friday service last night and choked up.  O trampled death where is your sting? The angels roar for Christ the King.

That’s. Right.

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