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9Now all things seemed to mourn
When our blessed Saviour died;
The hills and rocks did rend,
The mountains did divide.
10The heavens themselves grew very dark,
The moon forsook her light;
And for three hours in the day
It was a dismal sight.
11The earth did tremble and quake,
And graves did open wide;
Dead men's ghosts walked up and down
In a frightful manner beside.
12At any Christmas time,
Amongst good Christians all,
This Christmas carol may be sung
In any house or hall.
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