The unicorn is noble. He keeps him safe and high. Upon a narrow path and steep, climbing to the sky. And there no man can take him, He scorns the hunters dart. And only a virgin's magic power, Shall tame his haught heart. What would be now the state of us, But for his Unicorn, And what would be the fate of us Poor sinners, lost, forlorn? Oh may He lead us on and up, Unworthy though we be. Into His Father's kingdom, To dwell eternally! ~(a poplar German ballad) |
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