SISTER’S SONG
Her sweet voice rings clear,
Peals of grace in my ear:
The song of exhortation;
The cross’ liberation.
It cascades like water,
A brook in the Spring,
And it feeds the tree roots
And the birds on the wing.
And its melody echoes
Within her own heart,
Like a bell holds the tone
Of the time it imparts.
For her song is for others,
To light and to lift,
For sisters and brothers:
Their spiritual gift.
For its score, it was written
When yet there were none,
And her song, it was given
By the Maestro, the One.
And when once you have heard
That joy and that swell
Which He placed within her
To sing and to tell,
It ever will linger
And minister on;
The beauty and breadth
Of my sweet sister’s song.
