Others are as the roses that bloom in May.

Come sailing to me along by the shore through the whole day.

Deeds of kindness that are written

As the stars over the deep blue sea. Sailing along those that love me.

My beautiful ships the light of the mind.

Sailing out of the yesterdays to me.

Over the deep wide sea, the great high sea,

My beautiful sea of memory.

A High Praise

I sing of the great king who reigns in a city far above the star strewn blue. He is master and king over all creation, over the heaven and its angels, and the earth with its people, too.[Pg 39]

[Pg 39]

There is a story true as the ages are old, sung by all the children of nature, calling the ancient times unto the present fold. Singing all the children of the great king these anthems as the ages roll.

High as the heavens above the earth, so high are his ways. Just children speaking of things in deeds and plays. Jehovah is higher, the great creator, he who gave one for the salvation of our days.

A High Praise

Over the rampage of the ages wild, came the voice of Mosier to me. As the sighing winds blow over the mountains and orchard valleys, ye stealthy lights that gleam upon the seas; most assuredly have you been born again. Have your souls been reclaimed by my spirit—I who holds that light of Calverie. Do you know me for yourself and not by another? are the souls that are known of me.

From the surging streams of the northland sealed, of the blue that shines across the earth revealed; unto all you souls that pray. Do you hear my voice in harmonies as the vespers play? As the sighing winds pass over the mountains most assuredly have you been, reclaimed by me. I have a torchlight descending from my father's throne. I who bare the 

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