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[Verse 1]
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As it fell out upon one day,
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Rich Divès made a feast.
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He's invited all his friends,
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And gentry of the best.
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Then Lazarus he laid him down and down
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and down by Divèrus' door:
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"Some meat, some drink brother Diverus,
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Bestow upon the poor."

[Verse 2]
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"Thou'rt none of my brothers, Lazarus,
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That liest begging at my door;
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No meat, no drink, shall I give thee,
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Nor bestow upon the poor."
     F#                  A        E
Then Lazarus he laid him down and down,
    F#             E
and down by Divès' wall:
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"Some meat, some drink, brother Diverus,
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For hunger starve I shall."

[Verse 3]
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"Thou'rt none of my brothers, Lazarus,
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That liest begging at my wall;
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No meat, no drink, will I give thee,
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and for hunger starve you shall."
     F#               A        E
Then Lazarus laid him down and down
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and down by Dives' gate.
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Some meat, some drink brother diverus
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for Jesus Christ's sake.

[Verse 4]
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"Thou'rt none of my brothers, Lazarus,
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That liest begging at my gate;
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No meat, nor drink shall I give thee,
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for Jesus Christ's sake."
     F#                 A      E
Then Divès sent out his hungry dogs,
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To bite him as he lay;
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But they hadn't the power for to bite one bite,
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But they licked his sores away.

[Verse 6]
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Then Diverus sent his hired men,
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for to beat him where he lay;
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But They hadn't the power for to strike one stroke,
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But flung their whips away.

[Verse 7]
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As it fell out, upon one day,
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Poor Lazarus sickened and died;
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there came two angels out of heaven,
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his soul therein to guide.
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"Rise up! rise up! brother Lazarus,
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And go along with me;
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There is a place prepared in heaven,
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For to sit on an angel's knee."

[Verse 8]
   F#           A       E
As it fell out upon one day,
     F#                 E
Rich Divès sickened and died;
      F#                A      E
There came two serpents out of hell,
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His soul therein to guide.
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"Rise up! rise up! brother Diverus,
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And come along with me;
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There is a place prepared in hell
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For wicked men like thee."

[Verse 9]
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Then Divès looked up with his eyes
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And saw poor Lazarus blest;
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"Give me one drop of water, brother Lazarus,
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To quench my flaming thirst."