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GOOD FRIDAY.
Good Friday is a heavenly day,
So bright, so fair, so still,
They slay the King of all the world
On a high hill,
So bright, so fair, so still,
They slay the King of all the world
On a high hill,
The birds sing sweet and low,
With a most quiet mirth.
They scoop a hollow grave for Him,
The holiest head on earth.
With a most quiet mirth.
They scoop a hollow grave for Him,
The holiest head on earth.
Good Friday is a heavenly day,
New lights on earth and sky:
The day the Saviour of us all
Went forth to die.
New lights on earth and sky:
The day the Saviour of us all
Went forth to die.
Sweetly it rose and fell,
So calm, so light, so grave.
Christ Jesus, sacrificed for men,
Died—and forgave.
So calm, so light, so grave.
Christ Jesus, sacrificed for men,
Died—and forgave.
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