Oh that I had wings like a dove! For then would I fly away, and be at rest.@Psalm 55:6

Caroline L. Goodenough, 1914 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Caroline L. Goodenough (1856-1946)

Had I the pinions of a dove,
How would I fly away,
To realms of light and joy and love,
In portals of the day!

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O give me the wings of a dove,
To fly and be at rest,
To seek the bliss of Heav’n above
Which those who find are blest.

Tho’ thru this weary world I tread,
At morn, to God my friend,
At noon, and e’er I seek my bed,
My prayer shall still ascend.

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O cast thy burden on the Lord,
Whose goodness doth sustain;
The tender mercies of thy God
Shall ease thy load of pain.

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So thou unmoved shalt pass along,
Thru life’s short fleeting day,
And carry in thy heart a song,
Until the sunset ray.

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