letra de on the reed of our lord's passion - edmund rubbra
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long time hath christ, long time i must confess
held me a hollow reed within his hand
that merited in h-ll to make a brand
had not his grace supplied mine emptiness
oft time with languor and newfangleness
had i been borne away like sifted sand
when sin and satan got the upper hand
but that his steadfast mercy did me bless
still let me grow upon that living land
within that wound which iron did impress
and made a spring of blood flow from my hand
that all that see this wonder may express
upon this ground how well grows barrenness
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