FADED LOVE
Gone art your love, that I once knew,
It faded like a rose for the want of dew,
But God bless you, dear,
From sorrow and care.
But there lies memories of your faded love.
Though I’ll go along life’s gay way,
Plucking the roses of a bright summer’s day.
Weakened but guided by the Savior above,
But still there’s memories of your faded love.
Enchanted in my heart were you so strong
I never dreamed fate could guide you wrong.
From the wilderness came the mourn of a dove,
It knows the sad story of your faded love.
Onward to me the years may fly
But not relieved of my tears and sighs.
Remember I held you with my little golden gloves
Till the distant times brought your faded love.
WHERE THE SUN NE’ER KISSED
Back o’er the mountain
Where the sun ne’er shines
Was left a snow drift
From winter time.
In this lonely little spot
Where nothing will grow
The warm summer winds
Ne’er melts the snow.
THE BREATH OF A ROSE
You have a soul as tender as the breath of a rose,
Each day my life’s worth living as our love grows and grows,
There never shone a star as bright, no sweeter words could have come to light.
And there’s a compensation to you life owes,
For your soul being as tender as the breath of a rose,
And the coldest night the winter wind blows
In my heart’s a humming that no one knows.