CHORUS.—"Then we'll march around Jerusalem,
We'll march around Jerusalem,
We'll march around Jerusalem,
When we arrive at home."
Another, of touching pathos—with tears, as it were, in every line, and often bringing tears of greatful emotion to many an eye, sung as it was to a sweet plaintive air—ran thus:—
"Saw ye my Saviour? Saw ye my Saviour?
Saw ye my Saviour and God?
Oh! He died on Calvary,
To atone for you and me,
And to purchase our pardon with blood.
"There interceding, there interceding?
Pleading that Burners might live—
Crying, 'Father! I have died!
Oh! behold My hands and side!
O forgive them, I pray Thee, forgive."
Another, of similar strain, thus set forth in a sort of recitative the story of the resurrection of our Lord:—
"Oh, they crucified my Saviour,
They crucified my Saviour,
They crucified my Saviour,
And they nailed Him to the cross.
"Then Joseph begged His body, etc.,
And he laid it in the tomb.
"Oh, the grave it could not hold Him, etc.,
For He burst the bars of death.
"Then Mary came a-running, etc.,
A-looking for her Lord.
"Oh, where have you laid Him, etc.,
For He is not in the tomb.