Know more of Heaven and joys therein
Than I, whose soul has never been
Where it could understand.
ROSES FALL
One by one the roses' petals fall to earth;
Though God's sun is still above them,
And the ardent breezes love them
They must die.
Know more of Heaven and joys therein
Than I, whose soul has never been
Where it could understand.
One by one the roses' petals fall to earth;
Though God's sun is still above them,
And the ardent breezes love them
They must die.