Sheep and Lambs
Katharine Tynan Hinkson
1861 to 1931
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Pass'd me by on the road;
Two stark crosses between.
All in the April evening,
Rest for the little bodies,
The sheep with their little lambs
The lambs were weary, and crying
With a weak human cry;
Up on the hill-top green;
All in an April evening
April airs were abroad;
The sheep with their little lambs
Going meekly to die.
I thought on the Lamb of God.
I thought on the Lamb of God
Dewy pastures are sweet:
I saw the sheep with their lambs,
Only a cross of shame
April airs were abroad;
And thought on the Lamb of God.
Rest for the little feet.
Pass'd me by on the road.
Rest for the Lamb of God
All in the April morning,
Up in the blue, blue mountains