By: Ardis E. Parshall - June 18, 2013 Angel Whisperings to the Dying Child By Eliza R. Snow Darling, we are waiting for thee,Hasten, now:Go with us, where wreaths are twiningFor thy brow. In the innocence of childhood,Thou wilt beHail’d with gentle shouts of welcome,And of glee. Joyous cherubs wait thy comingUp above;Ready now to crown and bless theeWith their love. Loved one, haste – delay no longer –With us goFrom a clime that in...
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