Home.

Home. 127.2 Sometimes, in dreams, I see a room With massive walls and fair; Rose-shaded lights shut out the gloom, The air is sweet with flowers in bloom. And you are there. Sometimes, the room I see in dreams Is homely, small, and bare;…

Must I Go and Empty Handed

Must I Go and Empty Handed. 96.2 Must I go and empty handed. Thus my dear Redeemer meet? Not one day of service give him, Lay no trophy at his fect, Chorus- Must I go and empty handed? Must I meet my Savior во? Not one soul with which…

The Two Angels

The Two Angles By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 648 Two angels, one of Life and one of Death, Passed o'er our village as the morning broke; The dawn was on their faces, and beneath The somber houses hearsed with plumes of smoke Their attitude…

The Two Angels

The Two Angles. By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. 64.8 Two angels, one of Life and one of Death, Passed o'er our village as the morning broke; The dawn was on their faces, and beneath The somber houses hearsed with plumes of smoke. Their attitude…