Thus Be It Heaven Heavenly

In our Bible, the dream of Samuel is death,
As the clouds consume his form and bare him to Heaven--
The song from colored birds so lyric and sweet
We feel ourselves no more, and pray:
'Thus be it Heaven Heavenly. '

The tales of Christ and Moses feel sacred through their Godly power
Of beauty, angels in their discipline kept
Where the clouds are not on view; we pray:
'Thus be it Heaven Heavenly! '

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