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Good Friday

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Am I a stone and not a sheep         That I can stand, O Christ, beneath Thy Cross,         To number drop by drop Thy Blood's slow loss,     And yet not weep?     Not so those women loved         Who with exceeding grief lamented Thee;         Not so fallen Peter weeping bitterly;     Not so the thief was moved;     Not so the Sun and Moon         Which hid their faces in a starless sky,         A horror of great darkness at broad noon -     I, only I.     Yet give not o'er,         But seek Thy sheep, true Shepherd of the flock;         Greater than Moses, turn and look once more     And smite a rock.

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