Hold up the sun Oh, lord hold up the sun Shine it on me Glory, shine it on me Here comes the sun Oh God here comes the sun Climbing on me Dear Lord climbing on me Stabat mater dolorosa, Justa crucem lacrimosa Dum pendebit filius. O quam tristis et afflicta, Fuit illa benedicta Mater unigenti. The curves of the earth I carve them for you And in the night I drew A knife of sickness & grief Stabat mater dolorosa, Justa crucem lacrimosa Dum pendebit filius. O quam tristis et afflicta, Fuit illa benedicta Mater unigenti. There was a wound here I see its scars The shade upon your face Of lilies bent with tears.
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