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Rh Angel. First the Sacred Place behold, Hall.

Did your Breathless Lord infold. Hall.

See the Cloath which bound his Head, Hall.

Proves he's Risen from the Dead. Hall.

Mary. True 'tis so: The empty Urn, Hall.

Shall my Grief to Transports turn. Hall.

He's not here: O tell me where; Hall.

His blest Residence declare. Hall.

Angel. Hast in Faith prepare to see, Hall.

Your lov'd Lord in Galile, Hall.

Blest let his Disciples be, Hall.

With your Sacred Embassy. Hall.

Mary. Heralds of our Joy, to you Hall.

Grateful Thanks and Love is due. Hall.

While our God in Praises high. Hall.

We together Magnify. Hall.

Chorus. The Cross is past, the Crown is won; Hall.

Th' Ransom paid, and Death's Sting gone. Hall.

Let us Feast, and Sing, and Say, Hall.

Christ and We have Life to Day. Hall.