4 Thus when the spirit, tried
Tempted and worn,
Finding no earthly aid,
Heavenward doth turn,—
Come these sweet angel-tones,
Falling like balm,
And on the troubled heart
Steals a deep calm.
359.
C. M.
4 Thus when the spirit, tried
Tempted and worn,
Finding no earthly aid,
Heavenward doth turn,—
Come these sweet angel-tones,
Falling like balm,
And on the troubled heart
Steals a deep calm.
C. M.