^CThe teacher of truth told ^Ftales Of trouble ^Ctimes that would begin And the ^G7cynical sower sowed The sorrowful ^Fseeds of seven ^Csins The people placed a ^Fprice upon The pri^Cnce of perfect peace And the ^G7one who wooed the world was wounded ^FLook unto the ^Ceast The ^Cmorning moved in ^Fmournfully With ^Cmany moments marred By ^G7brawny beast who beat the beauty ^FBound and bent and ^Cbarred They laid the lash ^Fupon him low His ^Clips moved not the least Watch ^G7him come from where he did go ^FLook unto the ^Ceast The ^Cdevil drew his ^Fdarts And the dearest ^Cdove came droppin' down But the ^G7spirits slips in soft and sweetly ^FUnseen with no ^Csound The comforter, the ^Fcounselor With ^Cus till time is ceased And the ^G7groom will return for his bride ^FLook unto the ^Ceast