Funeral: "There Is a Fountain" / It Don't Make Sense

MOURNERS
There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuel's veins
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains,
Lose all their guilty stains,
Lose all their guilty stains,
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains.

CRAIG
The simple white coffin was carried by three of Mary's cousins and three of her young friends.

MOURNERS (overlapping Craig)
The dying thief rejoiced to see
That fountain in his day.
And there may I, though vile as he,
Wash all my sins away.

CRAIG (overlapping)
Several more friends volunteered to serve as pall-bearers,
but they were deemed too small to shoulder the burden.
Recent heavy rains made the North Georgia red clay soil glow,
as Mary Phagan, just two months shy of fourteen, was laid to her final rest.

FRANKIE
God forgive me what I think.
God forgive me what I wish right now.

CRAIG
Well, you must've known Mary pretty well.

FRANKIE
Yessir, I did.

CRAIG
Then this must be a mighty hard day for you.

FRANKIE
Did you ever hear her laugh?
When she laughed, you swore you'd never cry again.
Did you ever see her smile?
Her smile was like a glass of lemonade.
And she said funny things,
And she wore pretty dresses,
And she liked to see the pictures at the VFW Hall,
And she loved ridin' swings,
And she liked cotton candy,
But I think she liked the pictures best of all:

No, it don't make sense to me
That she won't be around.
No, it don't make sense to me
To put her in the cold and lonely ground.
And no, it don't make sense
The way the world can let you fall---
I swear if don't make sense to me at all.

MOURNERS
Dear dying Lamb,
Thy precious blood
Shall never lose its pow'r:

GIRL
She had two crooked teeth:

KID
She had cuts on her fingers:

SECOND GIRL
She worked next to me last summer:

THIRD GIRL
Once a week we used to play:

SECOND GIRL
And she knew how to read:

GIRL
She would smile at the foreman:

CHILDREN
And I can't believe they took my friend away:

MOURNERS & CHILDREN
No, it don't make sense to me
That she will not be there
No, it don't make sense to me.

FRANKIE
|When she laughed, you swore you'd never cry again.

A MOTHER
She loved when I tied ribbons in her hair:

ALL
And no, it don't make sense,
They way the sun can still burn down.
No, it don't make sense to me:

FRANKIE
God forgive me what I think.

CRAIG
Tell me, son, you got any idea who it was?

FRANKIE
God forgive me what I wish right now.
I don't know the coward's name.
I don't know the bastard's face.
But I swear right now to God:
He ain't never gonna get away with what he done to Mary!
Let him quiver in his boots!
Let him run until he bleeds!
I won't rest until I know
Hes's burning in the ragin' fires of Hell forevermore!

MOURNERS
There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuel's veins:

FRANKIE
God forgive me what I think.
God forgive me what I wish right now:

MOURNERS (overlapping)
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains.