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| Angel on My Shoulder by Mary Jane Q Cross |
The Dove Is Home With Us
by Mary Jane Q Cross
White Valiant soars, as souls await, relying on God to seal our fate
Ghostly morning, silent dawn, our Dove away in unearthly calm
Heart takes pause, hands be still, beat thy wings with Thunder thrill
Off and away, out of sight, may she find where we shall alight?
Never to leave or forsake, home again her grace we take
Wait again, rest and be loved, Seven days more for the flight of the Dove.
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