Hannes Loeschel, Exit Eden and Phil Minton - Holy Thursday

It was on a Holy Thursday their innocent faces clean / The children walking two & two in red & blue & green / Grey headed beadles walkd before with wands as white as snow / Till into the high dome of Pauls they like Thames waters flow // O what a multitude they seemd these flowers of London town / Seated in companies they sit with radiance all their own / The hum of multitudes was there but multitudes of lambs / Thousands of little boys & girls raising their innocent hands // Now like a mighty wind they raise to heaven the voice of song / Or like harmonious thunderings the seats of heaven among / Beneath them sit the aged men wise guardians of the poor / Then cherish pity; lest you drive an angel from your door.

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