Look in, and see Christ's chosen saint In triumph wear his Christ-like chain; No fear lest he should swerve or faint; "His life is Christ, his death is gain.
The watchful mother tarries nigh Though sleep have closed her infant's eye, For should he wake, and find her gone.
The voice that breathed o'er Eden, That earliest wedding day.
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