'Tis here my children found me;
My heart is here, and here may heaven
Fold angel wings around me.
May sacred memories hold me here,
And when life's dream closes,
May I the plaudit "well done" wear,
Then sleep beneath her roses.
'Tis here my children found me;
My heart is here, and here may heaven
Fold angel wings around me.
May sacred memories hold me here,
And when life's dream closes,
May I the plaudit "well done" wear,
Then sleep beneath her roses.