All is hush, the battle's o'er! Darkness reigns in purple gore; Each intelligence intent Trembling waits the great event. All are in suspense - Here I'll stay, nor wander hence, 'Till the day-spring from on high Speaks, who gained the victory. See, a gleam of light appears! Combats now my hope and fears; Now the heavenly glory's come; O! who darts from yonder tomb, Covered all with blood, Pale and wounded? 'Tis my God! 'Tis the Man who conquering fell, Dying, vanquished death and Hell! Heavenly laurels crown his head! Sin, and Hell, and death are dead; The old serpent's head is broke; Heaven by violence is took. Hail! thou conquering heart; Thou my new creation art: Hail! my flesh, and bone, and blood; Hail! myself, redeemed to God. I in Him, and He in me, Perfect one in mystery; With Him, where, and as He is, Fully entered into bliss: There shall I abide, In my nature purified: Here I enter perfect rest: The Father's praise, his King and Priest.
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