To His divine abode.
544.
7s. M.
Neale.
Bearing the Cross.
1 Every bird that upward springs
Bears the Cross upon his wings;
We without it cannot rise
Upward to our native skies.
2 Every ship that meets the waves
To His divine abode.
7s. M.
Neale.
1 Every bird that upward springs
Bears the Cross upon his wings;
We without it cannot rise
Upward to our native skies.
2 Every ship that meets the waves