1. The Bridegroom I heard a voice that called me To attend a wedding feast, But only frowned and Said I could not come. I had no cloak to wear, No shoes to dance in on my feet, I thought that I had better stay at home. 1/10

2. The Bridegroom Chorus: But, oh, the music that I heard A-seeping through the Bridegroom’s door; The cymbal and the harp all join’d in praise. The smell of new wine like on earth there’s none, Fresh venison and more; But most of all I saw the Bridegroom’s face. 2/10

3. The Bridegroom Almost embarrassed, still I crept up to the Bridegroom’s door, And ventured just to take a look inside. But no one even glanced upon The garment that I wore, Their eyes were fixed upon the groom and bride. 3/10

4. The Bridegroom Chorus: But, oh, the music that I heard A-seeping through the Bridegroom’s door; The cymbal and the harp all join’d in praise. The smell of new wine like on earth there’s none, Fresh venison and more; But most of all I saw the Bridegroom’s face. 4/10

5. The Bridegroom So many things they told me Of a new and golden time, So beautiful that tears came to my eyes. But I refused to listen; I could work some other time. Then someone said, ‘Just try it on for size.’ 5/10

6. The Bridegroom Chorus: And, oh, the music that I heard A-seeping through the Bridegroom’s door; The cymbal and the harp all join’d in praise. The smell of new wine like on earth there’s none, Fresh venison and more; But most of all I saw the Bridegroom’s face. 6/10

7. The Bridegroom Now, you must understand That all my life I had been blind, With all the world I struggled in the pit. And now they brought a garment That restored man flesh and mind; I knew they weren’t mistaken when it fit. 7/10

8. The Bridegroom Chorus: And, oh, the music that I heard A-seeping through the Bridegroom’s door; The cymbal and the harp all join’d in praise. The smell of new wine like on earth there’s none, Fresh venison and more; But most of all I saw the Bridegroom’s face. 8/10

9. The Bridegroom This is no fable, friend, The time of feasting is at hand; And even now they play outside your door. If you have eyes to see or ears to hear, You’ll let them in; And you will share that feast forever more. 9/10

10. The Bridegroom And when the tambourines are playing All will sing a brand new song; The ploughshare evil’s weapon will replace. All clad in white, each man will raise his heel And crush the head of wrong; But most of all, We’ll see the Bridegroom’s face. 10/10