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Ride on! ride on in majesty! / In lowly pomp ride on to die. Or, Thou, most kind and gentle death, / Waiting to hush our latest breath, / O praise him, alleluia! It perplexed Evelyn that there was such a mismatch between the lurid passionate words of the hymns and the tame chit-chat of the congregation at the end of services, when any mention of death - or for that matter lowly pomp, or even riding - would have seemed jarring and excessive.
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