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Start all the clocks

04.11.09 | Family | 7 Comments

Start all the clocks, get on your Sunday best
Let the dogs bark, let them wake us from our rest
Strike up the organ, the choir shout Hurray!
For He is risen, and is not where He lay.

Pink-gloved daughters, sons in pastel ties
Full of sugar, sticky fingers, high happy cries
Scribble with crayons the message of joy:
We are rescued from death and Satan’s decoy.

He is our North, our South, our East and West.
Our daily Savior, by whom we’re blessed.
Forgiver of sins, comfort for pain
Sweet mercy when we deserve disdain.

Dress the house and light every light
Hallelujah to the Lord and to His might.
For death is conquered, and sin can be
If I so choose, and remember Thee.


Auden’s Stop all the clocks

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