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|The Stars sang in God’s Garden|
The stars sang in God’s garden;|
The stars are the birds of God;
The night-time is God’s harvest,
Its fruits are the words of God.
God ploughed His fields at morning,|
God sowed His seed at noon,
God reaped and gathered in His corn
With the rising of the moon.
The sun rose up at midnight,|
The sun rose red as blood,
It showed the Reaper, the dead Christ,
Upon His cross of wood.
For many live that one may die,|
And one must die that many live
The stars are silent in the sky
Lest my poor songs be fugitive.
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