| 作词 : Owen | |
| So Abram rose, and clave the wood, and went, | |
| And took the fire with him, and a knife. | |
| And as they sojourned both of them together, | |
| Isaac the first-born spake and said, My Father, | |
| Behold the preparations, fire and iron, | |
| But where the lamb for this burnt-offering? | |
| Then Abram bound the youth with belts and straps, | |
| And builded parapets and trenches there, | |
| And stretched forth the knife to slay his son. | |
| When lo! an Angel called him out of heaven, | |
| Saying, Lay not thy hand upon the lad, | |
| Neither do anything to him, thy son. | |
| Behold! Caught in a thicket by its horns, | |
| A Ram. Offer the Ram of Pride instead. | |
| But the old man would not so, but slew his son, | |
| And half the seed of Europe, one by one |
| zuo ci : Owen | |
| So Abram rose, and clave the wood, and went, | |
| And took the fire with him, and a knife. | |
| And as they sojourned both of them together, | |
| Isaac the firstborn spake and said, My Father, | |
| Behold the preparations, fire and iron, | |
| But where the lamb for this burntoffering? | |
| Then Abram bound the youth with belts and straps, | |
| And builded parapets and trenches there, | |
| And stretched forth the knife to slay his son. | |
| When lo! an Angel called him out of heaven, | |
| Saying, Lay not thy hand upon the lad, | |
| Neither do anything to him, thy son. | |
| Behold! Caught in a thicket by its horns, | |
| A Ram. Offer the Ram of Pride instead. | |
| But the old man would not so, but slew his son, | |
| And half the seed of Europe, one by one |
| zuò cí : Owen | |
| So Abram rose, and clave the wood, and went, | |
| And took the fire with him, and a knife. | |
| And as they sojourned both of them together, | |
| Isaac the firstborn spake and said, My Father, | |
| Behold the preparations, fire and iron, | |
| But where the lamb for this burntoffering? | |
| Then Abram bound the youth with belts and straps, | |
| And builded parapets and trenches there, | |
| And stretched forth the knife to slay his son. | |
| When lo! an Angel called him out of heaven, | |
| Saying, Lay not thy hand upon the lad, | |
| Neither do anything to him, thy son. | |
| Behold! Caught in a thicket by its horns, | |
| A Ram. Offer the Ram of Pride instead. | |
| But the old man would not so, but slew his son, | |
| And half the seed of Europe, one by one |
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