Dear tender heart, dear restless soul
How hard it is to let thee go
Your murmured prayers
Our bitter tears
Seem helpless ‘neath the hammered blows
The last long moments, tended sure
By angels holding Father’s face
To see thy limbs,
Thy heart, thy self
Be healed by such costly Grace.
And now we yearn, and weep and rage
Our grief aroused until ‘tis spent
Exhausted thus
At last we know
Redeemed, remade thou didst present
For Chuck Parker
2012
Thanks to MD