Hearken Now
Turn to the skies
Where the rainbow lies;
There the shepherd’ voice sounds
To save thee from thy bounds,
Hearken now
Thy heads bow.
Before he calls again
You might have been soaked in stains,
Though he will wipe away thy million tears
You might have wasted thy precious years.
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