THE FLIGHT INTO EGYPT
And would not wish our lot undone
If it were else all woes.
If it were else all woes.
But hold my Jesus, and let me
Thy pretty baby on my knee
Nurse for a little. I would see
The face thou holdest so close.
Thy pretty baby on my knee
Nurse for a little. I would see
The face thou holdest so close.
Leah (weepeth).
Lady, ah now you touch my wound.
Where is a sadder mother found
All the sad earth o'er and around?
O lady, see my child,
Where is a sadder mother found
All the sad earth o'er and around?
O lady, see my child,
White with the leprosy! I dare
Not touch your boy's sweet face and hair,
Lest that my finger-tips should bear
Those seeds rank and defiled.
Not touch your boy's sweet face and hair,
Lest that my finger-tips should bear
Those seeds rank and defiled.
Mary.
Alas, poor mother, was this why
Didst lay thy precious baby by,
And wouldst not let my gaze come nigh
His piteous little form?
Didst lay thy precious baby by,
And wouldst not let my gaze come nigh
His piteous little form?
Nay, give him me, and take my sweet,
That is all sound from head to feet.
The evil thing I fear not it;
It cannot do Him harm.
That is all sound from head to feet.
The evil thing I fear not it;
It cannot do Him harm.
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