The Resurrection

Mary took her young son,

and set him on her knee:

'I pray thee now dear child,

tell how this world shall be.'

'O I shall be as dead, mother,

as the stones in the wall;

O the stones in the street, mother,

shall mourn for me all.

'Upon Easter-day, mother,

my uprising shall be;

O the sun and the moon, mother

shall both rise with me.