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Behold, the Hour is at Hand.
Matthewxxvi. 45.
By Crowds attended to the ChoirThou now dost bend thy Way;Come on, and, with suppliant Voice,Thy humblest Homage pay:For, thee the Fates do loud demand,And instant Death does crave;A Day, which no one can retard,Shall force thee to the Grave.
By Crowds attended to the ChoirThou now dost bend thy Way;Come on, and, with suppliant Voice,Thy humblest Homage pay:For, thee the Fates do loud demand,And instant Death does crave;A Day, which no one can retard,Shall force thee to the Grave.
By Crowds attended to the ChoirThou now dost bend thy Way;Come on, and, with suppliant Voice,Thy humblest Homage pay:
By Crowds attended to the Choir
Thou now dost bend thy Way;
Come on, and, with suppliant Voice,
Thy humblest Homage pay:
For, thee the Fates do loud demand,And instant Death does crave;A Day, which no one can retard,Shall force thee to the Grave.
For, thee the Fates do loud demand,
And instant Death does crave;
A Day, which no one can retard,
Shall force thee to the Grave.