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 And a soldier pierced His Side With a spear unbidden; And earth quaked exceedingly, And the Sun was hidden.

When it came to Vesper time, From the Cross they take Him, Whose great love to bear such woes For our sakes could make Him: Such a death He underwent, Sin's alone Physician, That of Everlasting Life We might have fruition.

At the holy Compline tide Holy hands array Him In the garments of the grave Where the mourners lay Him; Myrrh and spices have they brought, Scripture is completed; And by death the Prince of Life Death and Hell defeated.

Therefore these Canonical Hours my tongue shall ever In Thy praise, O, recite With my heart's endeavour: