<h2><SPAN name="THE_TWO_MARYS" id="THE_TWO_MARYS"></SPAN>The Two Marys</h2>
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<span class="i0"><span class="letra">T</span>HEY journey sadly, slowly on,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The day has scarce begun,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Above the hills the rose of dawn<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Is heralding the sun,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">While down in still Gethsemane<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The shadows have not moved,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">They go, by loss oppressed, to see<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The grave of One they loved.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">The eyes of Mary Magdalene,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">With heavy grief are filled;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The tender eyes that oft have seen<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The strife of passion stilled.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And nevermore that tender voice<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Will whisper “God forgives;”<br/></span>
<span class="i0">How can the earth at dawn rejoice<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Since He no longer lives?<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page_028" id="page_028"></SPAN>{28}</span><br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">O, hours that were so full and sweet!<br/></span>
<span class="i2">So free from doubts and fears!<br/></span>
<span class="i0">When kneeling lowly at His feet<br/></span>
<span class="i2">She washed them with her tears!<br/></span>
<span class="i0">With head low bowed upon her breast<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The other Mary goes,<br/></span>
<span class="ig">“He sleeps,” she says, “and takes His rest<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Untroubled by our woes.”<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">And spices rare their hands do hold<br/></span>
<span class="i2">For Him, the loved and lost,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And Magdalene, by love made bold,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Doth maybe bring the most.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">It is not needed, see the stone<br/></span>
<span class="i2">No longer keeps its place,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And on it sits a radiant one<br/></span>
<span class="i2">A light upon his face.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="ig">“He is not here, come near and look<br/></span>
<span class="i2">With thine own doubting eyes,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Where once He lay—the earth is shook<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And Jesus did arise.”<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And now they turn to go away,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Slow stepping, hand in hand,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">’Twas something wondrous he did say,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">If they could understand.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page_029" id="page_029"></SPAN>{29}</span><br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">The sun is flooding vale and hill,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Blue shines the sky above,<br/></span>
<span class="ig">“All Hail!” O voice that wakes a thrill<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Familiar, full of love.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">From darkest night to brightest day,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">From deep despair to bliss,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">They to the Master run straightway<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And kneel, His feet to kiss.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">O, Love! that made Him come to save,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">To hang on Calvary,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">O mighty Love! that from the grave<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Did lift and set Him free!<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Sing, Mary Magdalene, sing forth—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">With voice so sweet and strong,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Sing, till it thrills through all the earth—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The Resurrection Song!<br/></span></div>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page_030" id="page_030"></SPAN>{30}</span></p>
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