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Show A SONG AT EASTER. The golden pillars of Thy house of wonder, I saw at dawn's first hour, and heard A lily push its prison door asunder To bless thy name, 0 Lord! A hymn triumphant rose from grass and briar. A song of praise in every feeble breath. I bowed my head, before this unseen choir j How wanting seemed my faith. j i i So may my soul from sin's grim prison j ARrise to swell this song, with one accord To praise the name of Mary's Son new risen. Victorious over death, O Lord! Cahir llcaly in The Messenger. |