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Rh All now is darkness; and in that deep stillness

The God-man wrestles with that mighty woe;

Hark to that cry, the rock of ages rending,—

"'T is finished!" Mother, all is glory now!

By sufferings mighty as his mighty soul

Hath the Redeemer risen forever blest;

And through all ages must his heart-beloved

Through the same baptism enter the same rest.