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March 21, 2008
Good Friday
At the cry of the first bird
They began to crucify Thee, 0 Swan!
Never shall lament cease because of that.
It was like the parting of day from night.
Ah, sore was the suffering borne
By the body of Mary's Son,
But sorer still to Him was the grief
Which for His sake
Came upon His Mother.
- From The Crucifixion by Samuel Barber
Posted by John Schultz at March 21, 2008 6:10 AM
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