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

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

...morning, April airs were abroad; The sheep with their little lambs Pass'd me by on the road. . . . The lambs were weary, and crying With a weak, human...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. Rest for...