The
Nursery
They must have been busy in Heaven
that day
For the Lord said, "A host will
come home, -
So get out the banners and trumpets
and harps
And....line all the cradles with
gold.
Call in the most tender, most
gentle serene -
Call all the voices of Love;
For we will all comfort and cherish
this day
The babes in the regions above.
Sing the soft songs with a lullaby
theme;
Touch with the most tender care;
Let gossamer wings surround those
babes
Placed in Our nursery there.
Never a tear, never a sigh
Shall come to them ever again,
And they shall grow up in purity
rare
To watch for their earth-bound
friends.
Joan Clifton Costner
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Remembering April 19, 1995.
For the
most innocent victims of the
Oklahoma
City bombing.
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