Excerpt from Songs of Memory and Hope
The lights are low, the stars their vigil keep. Sweet is the stillness; the long day is o'er, The children sleep.
Safe is the fold; sure here no ill can find, Nor danger haunt thy pillow, oh, mine own! And yet, dear God, from nes... ts as tender lined The birds have ¿own.
My heart is brooding with an anxious fear, They are so young, so tender, and alone. 0 Thou, to whom of Old the lambs were dear, Make mine Thine own!
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