6. Not only the trees, but the mountains themselves move as though they
frisked and leaped like young bulls or antelopes. The voice of our dying Lord
rent the rocks and opened the graves; his living voice still works similar
wonders. Glory be to his name, the hills of our sins leap into his grace, and
are buried in the red sea of his blood, when the voice of his intercession is
heard.
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