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Finita jam sunt prœlia.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Finished is the battle now;
The Crown is on the Victor's brow!
Hence with sadness,
Sing with gladness
Alleluia!
Alleluia! Alleluia!
After sharp death that Him befell,
Jesus Christ hath harrowed hell.
Earth is singing,
Heaven is ringing,
Alleluia!
Alleluia! Alleluia!
On the third morning He arose,
Bright with victory o'er His foes.
Sing we lauding,
And applauding,
Alleluia!
