The Holy One came from God
and the paths of earth He trod.
Climbing Calvary's Hill
He died to fulfil God's will.
And those He came to save
rolled the stone over His grave.
But He did not see decay
and rose up on the third day.
The Holy One from God
The pathway to Glory trod.
Triumphantly ascending
all other men transcending.
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