EN 3798 Silently the Shades of Evening
Luke.8.52
Versi Version 1
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Silently the shades of evening
Gather round my lowly door;
Silently they bring before me
Faces I shall see no more.
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O the lost, the unforgotten,
Though the world be oft forgot!
O the shrouded and the lonely,
In our hearts they perish not!
3
Living in the silent hours,
Where our spirits only blend,
They, unlinked with earthly trouble,
We, still hoping for its end.
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How such holy memories cluster,
Like the stars when storms are past,
Pointing up to that fair heaven,
We may hope to gain at last.

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