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Sepulchre

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 O blessed body! Whither are thou thrown? 
No lodging for thee, but a cold hard stone? 
So many hearts on earth, and yet not one
Receive thee? 
Sure there is room within our hearts' good store; 
For they can lodge transgressions by the score: 
Thousands of toys dwell there, yet out of door
They leave thee.
But that which shows them large, shows them unfit.
What ever sin did this pure rock commit, Which holds thee now? Who hath indicted it Of murder? Where our hard hearts have took up stories to brain thee, And missing this, most falsely did arraign thee, And order.
And as of old, the law by heav'nly art Was writ in stone; so thou, which also art The letter of the word, find'st no fit heart To hold thee.
Yet do we still persist as we began, And so should perish, but that nothing can, Though it be cold, hard, foul, from loving man Withold thee.

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