The Holy Well

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Jean Ritchie - Country, Christian

The Holy Well

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As it fell out one May morning And upon bright holiday Sweet Jesus asked of his dear mother If he might go and play "To play, to play, sweet Jesus shall go And to play now get you gone And let me hear of no complaint At night when you come home." Sweet Jesus went down to yonder town As far as the Holy Well And there did see as fine children As any tongue can tell He said, "God bless you every one And your bodies Christ save and see And now little children, I'll play with you And you shall play with me." But they made answer to him "No Thou art meaner than us all Thou art but a simple fair maid's child Born in an ox's stall Sweet Jesus turned him round about Nor laughed nor smiled nor spoke But the tears came trickling from his eyes Like waters from the rock Sweet Jesus turned himself about To his mother's home went he And said, "I have been down in yonder town As after you may see I said "God bless you every one And your bodies Christ save and see And now little children, I'll play with you And you shall play with me "But they made answer to me 'No,' They were lords and ladies sons And I the meanest of them all Born in an ox's stall." "Sweet Jesus, go down to yonder town As far as the Holy Well And take away those sinful souls And dip them deep in Hell." "Nay, nay," sweet Jesus smiled and said "Nay, nay, that may not be; There are too many sinful souls Crying out for the help of me." Then up and spoke the angel Gabriel Upon a good set steven "Although you're but a maiden's child You are the King of heaven."

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