One Hundred Holy Songs, Carols, and Sacred Ballads Original, and suitable for music [by Jean Ingelow] |
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Who shall begin the wondrous, wondrous story?
Tell how the Lord is dead—the Lord of glory?
With reverent fear approach the sealèd stone,
And mourn because of Him that lyeth alone?
Tell how the Lord is dead—the Lord of glory?
With reverent fear approach the sealèd stone,
And mourn because of Him that lyeth alone?
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We will begin the wondrous, wondrous story.
They left Him in His tomb—the Lord of glory—
Enwrapp'd with myrrh and spices of the dead,
And linen swathed about His sacred head.
They left Him in His tomb—the Lord of glory—
Enwrapp'd with myrrh and spices of the dead,
And linen swathed about His sacred head.
Love's denied King. Behold Him! watch one hour
Beneath His closèd lids the death-shades lower
On His cold shroud cold costly balms distil,
And the cold healing hands lie still, lie still.
Beneath His closèd lids the death-shades lower
On His cold shroud cold costly balms distil,
And the cold healing hands lie still, lie still.
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