Or in pathless depths we stray!
Bright little,
White little,
Light little
Thoughts!
How high we can fly,
When we would gaze
On His brightest rays,
When through glory we range,
Or in pathless depths we stray!
Bright little,
White little,
Light little
Thoughts!
How high we can fly,
When we would gaze
On His brightest rays,
When through glory we range,