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II. IN TIME OF NEED.
Never we needed Thee so sore
Since the first day began,
O, come and knock at the world's door,
Small Son of God and Man!
And if it ope not to Thy knock
Shrill crying in the cold,
Break down the heart hard as a rock
And enter and lay hold!
Since the first day began,
O, come and knock at the world's door,
Small Son of God and Man!
And if it ope not to Thy knock
Shrill crying in the cold,
Break down the heart hard as a rock
And enter and lay hold!
Not when they slew our young, and marred
The beauty, smooth and clean,
Not then, not then, our hearts were hard,
Arid and cold and mean.
For now the weak are down, and Hate,
And Avarice, and Pride,
These are the Lords within our gate,
O Child, be not denied!
The beauty, smooth and clean,
Not then, not then, our hearts were hard,
Arid and cold and mean.
For now the weak are down, and Hate,
And Avarice, and Pride,
These are the Lords within our gate,
O Child, be not denied!
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O, not in nineteen hundred years
We needed Thee as to-night.
Yest're'en we washed us clean with tears,
Their scarlet washed us white,
There is not one green spot on earth
Where men nor hate nor grieve.
O child, come to our hour of dearth
And bid the dead heart live.
We needed Thee as to-night.
Yest're'en we washed us clean with tears,
Their scarlet washed us white,
There is not one green spot on earth
Where men nor hate nor grieve.
O child, come to our hour of dearth
And bid the dead heart live.
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