If these should hold their peace, the stones would immediately cry out.@Luke 19:40
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Easter Lilies

Grace H. Horr, in Aug­sburg Songs No. 2 (Phil­a­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Lu­ther­an Pub­li­ca­tion So­ci­ety, 1893), num­ber 136.

King­man Park J. P. Vance, 1893 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Could we refuse a song of praise,
This Easter morn to sing?
Should we refuse, the very stones
A song of praise would ring.
The earth has broken winter’s thrall,
The birds begin to sing;
The trees put forth their tender shoots,
And thus their praises bring;
The very air is pulsing, too,
With music all around;
The flowers look from grassy nooks
As wakened by the sound.

The sun rolls higher on his path,
Rejoicing in his ways;
The streams have burst their icy bonds
To join the song of praise.
For O, one far off Easter morn,
Christ cleft the realms of night;
He gained the victor’s glorious crown,
And gave us life and light;
He broke the bonds of death and hell,
The world has suffered long,
And gave us themes of life and love,
For each new Easter song.