Easter
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ise, heart, thy lord is risen. Sing his praiseWithout delays,Who takes thee by the hand, that thou likewiseWith him may'st rise:That, as his death calcinиd thee to dust,His life may make thee gold, and, much more, just. Awake, my lute, and struggle for thy partWith all thy art,The cross taught all wood to resound his nameWho bore the same.His stretchиd sinews taught all strings what keyIs best to celebrate this most high day. Consort, both heart and lute, and twist a songPleasant and long;Or, since all music is but three parts viedAnd multipliedOh let thy blessиd Spirit bear a part,And make up our defects with his sweet art.
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