A winter morn with silenced breath now stilling
Except that heavenward angels unseen come,
Swift, our beloved―friend and mother-mentor…
Not earth-bound she, but free, beholding Him!
A winter morn with silenced breath now stilling
Except that heavenward angels unseen come,
Swift, our beloved―friend and mother-mentor…
Not earth-bound she, but free, beholding Him!