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Singing, singing, in the great Cathedral,
Clothed within with joy,
As without in whitest raiment festal,
Carolled, glad, the boy.
Clothed within with joy,
As without in whitest raiment festal,
Carolled, glad, the boy.
Through the floods of many waters choral
Rose that one pure voice,
Clear as church-bells through a city's murmurs
Pealed “Rejoice, rejoice!”
Rose that one pure voice,
Clear as church-bells through a city's murmurs
Pealed “Rejoice, rejoice!”
Soaring, soaring through the soaring arches
Free as any bird,
Raining thence in showers of rapturous music,—
Dullest hearts were stirred.
Free as any bird,
Raining thence in showers of rapturous music,—
Dullest hearts were stirred.
Till from far and wide the people gathered,
In a spell-bound throng.
While the child sang praise to God Eternal
Men but praised the song.
In a spell-bound throng.
While the child sang praise to God Eternal
Men but praised the song.
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