Fisherman's Song

I never thought I would have to throwMy nets on a shifting sea;The days were as calm as the seaweed poolsWhen first he called to me.

But they tried to slay him upon a hill;Oh! I never thought they would covetAn unknown thief to be freed that day,Instead of our best Beloved!

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