Creator of the Day
Wind and Rain
not Hay
Circle these Great Mountains
as I worship the sight of Your Great Angel
Whisking on the lighted vessel
Some enchanting Angel
Mother sings a quiet song
to Sleep the Slumber Song
Heavenly Abode
Angels sing on high
I see Thee there for all to see, not
You are quietly busy in your Peace
Cooling down the Mountain top
from which You Spring
to cleanse Your Gentle Home
Your lovely children
Sending all their gentle smiles
to your unhurried land
Heaven as on earth I’ve never seen
Such beauty
Such awe
Entrance to Your greater land
Take me with You
While I watch and wait
For you to come to visit me again
So shall I come to you
Heavenly abode I watch
and wait
Listen and I hear you
and your lovely sounds
So near
So far
quiet, yet undisturbed
Forever
