The earth trembled

Purcell, Henry

The earth trembled; and heav'n's clos'd eye

Was loth to see the Lord of glory die:

The sky was clad in mourning, and the spheres

Forgot their harmony; the clouds dropp'd tears.

Th'ambitious dead arose to give him room;

And ev'ry grave did gape to be his tomb;

Th'affrighted heav'ns sent down elegious thunder;

The world's foundations loos'd, to lose its founder;

Th'impatient temple rent her veil in two,

To teach our hearts what our sad hearts should do:

Can senseless things do this, and shall not I

Melt one poor drop to see my Saviour die?

Drill forth, my tears; and trickle one by one,

Till you have pierc'd this heart of mind, this stone.