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[rivka]

When tyrants tremble, sick with fear
To hear their death knells ringing
When friends rejoice, both far and near
How can I keep from singing?
To prison cell and dungeon vile
Our thoughts to them are winging
When friends by shame are undefiled
How can I keep from singing?

Comments

[wcg.livejournal.com]

I hope this means good news.

[ricevermicelli.livejournal.com]

Me too.

[jhetley.livejournal.com]

A strong song.

[redbird]

Cryptic, but oddly useful to me right now, so thank you.

[sioneva.livejournal.com]

One of my favorites :)

[janetmiles.livejournal.com]

*crosses fingers hopefully, then uncrosses them so can type*

[saoba.livejournal.com]

This cued up on my Ipod just as Molly and I set out on our walk @ 10 AM.

Hurrah for random shuffle serendipity.

[papersky.livejournal.com]

Huzzah!