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RESURRECTION!
For us in that deep strength that springs
  From some swift blow divinely deep,
  That wakes the slumbering soul from sleep
And lifts it to sublimer things.

For both the grave mark rolled away
  The stain of blood, the shock of war
  Lost in the light of peace afar,
The Springtime's Resurrection Day!