| Poems by
Deborah Hinds
The Father and The Son
Don't tell me where you are going, Son
Just kiss me good bye
Don't tell me when you are coming home
I'll be waiting for all time
Into Your hands I commit my soul
All creatures are Yours, and Yours alone
From man to beast to creeping things
In majestic freedom, angels sing
Such a symphony in the sky
But don't ever ask a harp why
The Lord Himself tames the lion
And the lamb sleeps in peace
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