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LENT
In remembrance of me,
When the days come round,
Leave your jollity,
Pleasures of sight and sound!
When the days come round,
Leave your jollity,
Pleasures of sight and sound!
Take your burthensome sins
To the desert of thought;
Think how one who was bound
Man's deliverance wrought.
To the desert of thought;
Think how one who was bound
Man's deliverance wrought.
Think how one who was shamed,
Hanging upon the tree,
Shows the glory of God
To humanity.
Hanging upon the tree,
Shows the glory of God
To humanity.
He was lowly and poor,
Never a roof did own;
High o'er the starry floor
Shineth his sapphire throne.
Never a roof did own;
High o'er the starry floor
Shineth his sapphire throne.
All the spirits of light
Gather to do him weal:
Hail thou, mighty to help!
Hail thou, gracious to heal!
Gather to do him weal:
Hail thou, mighty to help!
Hail thou, gracious to heal!
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Hail thou, tasting alone
Bitterest cup of death:
Hail thou, Conqueror grown,
Jesus of Nazareth!
Bitterest cup of death:
Hail thou, Conqueror grown,
Jesus of Nazareth!
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