Words by John Burroughs (1862) Melody by Thomas Tallis (1561) Musical Arrangement by Jana Stanfield


VERSE Serene I fold my hands and wait, 
For what avails this eager pace?
 I stand amid eternal ways, And what is mine shall know my face.

VERSE The stars come nightly to the sky; The tidal wave unto the sea; Nor time, nor space, nor deep, nor high Can keep my own away from me.

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