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Hosanna, 2: The Cross Supine, 1
The upright loosened from its tight post-hole:
the whole cross lay intact, empty; the light
of dusk on it. Then cried my Roman soul---
"Lord, how could this---done to You---be made right?"
The upright loosened from its tight post-hole:
the whole cross lay intact, empty; the light
of dusk on it. Then cried my Roman soul---
"Lord, how could this---done to You---be made right?"
