Here is Blind Willie Johnson's "Dark was the Night, Cold was the Ground." Although it is wordless, the moans and music are laments over the suffering of Christ.
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"I say to you: Make perfect your will. I say: take no thought of the harvest, But only of proper sowing." T.S. Eliot - Choruses from "The Rock" A Christian blog devoted to the discussion of literature, philosophy, and theology.
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