He Rose
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Randy McClave
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From death's Prison,
He has risen.
We celebrate it with a feast,
He has been released.
As though a trumpet's decree,
We all are free.
Life now truly begins,
He had died for our sins.
For our sadness and our woes,
He arose.
Randy L. McClave
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