I heard an Angel singing br When the day was springing, br 'Mercy, Pity, Peace br Is the world's release.' br br Thus he sung all day br Over the new mown hay, br Till the sun went down br And haycocks looked brown. br br I heard a Devil curse br Over the heath and the furze, br 'Mercy could be no more, br If there was nobody poor, br br And pity no more could be, br If all were as happy as we.' br At his curse the sun went down, br And the heavens gave a frown. br br Down pour'd the heavy rain br Over the new reap'd grain ... br And Miseries' increase br Is Mercy, Pity, Peace.