Show A bitter delusion I 1 RIDER As a desolate bird through darkness its lost way is winging As a band that Is helpless raised whort deaths sickle is awin gi dg so is eifel aye tile life that lands passion anti breath to my singing As a nightingales song that is fall of sweetness unspoken As 11 r i t un barring the gates of the tp for a token so N level abc atc the love liall fall when his pinion is broken As the tramp of the legions IT lien are send I 1 JF f 1 rm od e ac a ing so I 1 shall ilsio dust at its ending so short is our life yet v ith space for a 11 things to forsake us A bitter delusion a dream from which naught can adako us till dogging footsteps at morn or at ove shall overtake oer take us the dear old christmas story you have not understood unless you find life glory and know that god moans good I 1 there is but ono great spirit and that is love supreme we all are dwelling near it they only sin who dream awake from sleet and error look up and feel no dread love will banish terror t As christ himself has said in love there lies forgiving in love lies loss of pain and love makes life worth living in love christ lives again you seck earth over to find this beauteous guest I 1 to I 1 the kingly lover lives in each loving breast ella bietler |