Sheep and Lambs

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Sheep and Lambs by Katharine Tynan

 All in the April evening, 
April airs were abroad; 
The sheep with their little lambs 
Passed me by on the road. 

The sheep with their little lambs 
Passed me by on the road; 
All in the April evening 
I thought on the Lamb of God. 

The lambs were weary and crying 
With a weak, human cry.
I thought on the Lamb of God 
Going meekly to die. 

Up in the blue, blue mountains 
Dewy pastures are sweet; 
Rest for the little bodies, 
Rest for the little feet. 

But for the Lamb of God, 
Up on the hill-top green, 
Only a Cross of shame 
Two stark crosses between. 

All in the April evening, 
April airs were abroad; 
I saw the sheep with their lambs, 
And thought on the Lamb of God.

Form: Ballad

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