The Snowstorm
The sky is hid in a snowy shroud,
And the road in the woods is white,
But the dear God watches above the cloud
In the centre of light.
In the woods is the hush of the snowflakes' fall,
And the creak of a lumberman's sleigh,
But in Heaven the choirs of the Master of all
Make praise alway.
Up there is the throne of the Triune God
And the worshipping multitudes,
And here is the long white winter road
And the silent woods.
And the road in the woods is white,
But the dear God watches above the cloud
In the centre of light.
In the woods is the hush of the snowflakes' fall,
And the creak of a lumberman's sleigh,
But in Heaven the choirs of the Master of all
Make praise alway.
Up there is the throne of the Triune God
And the worshipping multitudes,
And here is the long white winter road
And the silent woods.
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