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A HEART OFFERING TO THE DEAD BISHOP
PHILLIPS BROOKS
Labor cease!
Rest and peace
O'er thy silent bed;
Lilies sweet
At thy feet,
Lilies at thy head.
Rest and peace
O'er thy silent bed;
Lilies sweet
At thy feet,
Lilies at thy head.
Organ boom
In the gloom
Of the darkened shrine;
Hearts whose grief
Seek relief
From the source divine.
In the gloom
Of the darkened shrine;
Hearts whose grief
Seek relief
From the source divine.
Happy years
Seen thro' tears,
When he led you all,
In the fields
The gospel yields
With a shepherd's call.
Seen thro' tears,
When he led you all,
In the fields
The gospel yields
With a shepherd's call.
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