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RESURRECTION by JOHN BANISTER TABB

First Line: ALL THAT SPRINGETH FROM THE SOD
Last Line: WAITS THE RESURRECTION MORN.
Subject(s): JESUS CHRIST; RESURRECTION, THE;
ALL that springeth from the sod
Tendeth upwards unto God;
All that cometh from the skies
Urging it anon to rise.

Winter's life-delaying breath
Leaveneth the lump of death,
Till the frailest fettered bloom
Moves the earth, and bursts the tomb.

Welcome, then, Time's threshing-pain
And the furrows where each grain,
Like a Samson, blossom-shorn,
Waits the resurrection morn.



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