Testo di To Tirzah

Whate'er is born of mortal birth Must be consumed with the earth To rise from generation free; Then what have I to do with thee! It is raised a spiritual body It is raised a spiritual body It is raised a spiritual body It is raised a spiritual body The sexes sprung from shame & pride Blow'd in the morn: in evening died But mercy changed death into sleep; The sexes rose to work & weep It is raised a spiritual body It is raised a spiritual body It is raised a spiritual body It is raised a spiritual body Thou mother of my mortal part With cruelty didst mould my heart And with false self-deceiving tears Didst bind my nostrils eyes & ears It is raised a spiritual body It is raised a spiritual body It is raised a spiritual body It is raised a spiritual body Didst close my tongue in senseless clay And me to mortal Life betray: The death of Jesus set me free Then what have I to do with thee! It is raised a spiritual body It is raised a spiritual body It is raised a spiritual body It is raised a spiritual body