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Poems (Ryan)/On Hope's Broken Wing

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4511508Poems — On Hope's Broken WingMary C. Ryan

ON HOPE'S BROKEN WING.
On hope's broken wing my spirit once fell,
From joy's sunny heights to great depths of woe;
And music's sweet strains in sadness did swell,
Life's garden of flowers was covered with snow.

But a bright little bird sang of God's love,
"I, even I, to the ground can not fall,
Without the care of the Father above;
He careth for me, for He loveth all."

My eyes then beheld a lily in bloom;
From her heart of gold she whispered to me:
"I sow and reap not, I dread not the tomb,
The hand of my God provideth for me."

My soul then, in prayer, sought peace with its God,
The snow on life's garden melted away:
And my new heart seemed a beautiful sod
Where a sweet hope bloomed that ne'er will decay.