Keukenhof Garden, Lisse, Netherlands 2012
(Photo krb)
Easter [I]
Rise heart; thy Lord is risen. Sing his praise Without delayes, Who takes thee by the hand, that thou likewise With him mayst rise: That, as his death calcined thee to dust, His life may make thee gold, and much more, just. Awake, my lute, and struggle for thy part With all thy art. The crosse taught all wood to resound his name, Who bore the same. His stretched sinews taught all strings, what key Is best to celebrate this most high day. Consort both heart and lute, and twist a song Pleasant and long: Or, since all musick is but three parts vied And multiplied, O let thy blessed Spirit bear a part, And make up our defects with his sweet art. George Herbert, "The Temple" (1633) Paulist Press New York 1981.
Christ is risen He is risen indeed. Alleluia
The Peace and Blessings of Easter be with you all.
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