Roses outside the window screen
A breeze that lingers in the
I never knew the dusk could seem so sad
An empty
She tells you how her canyon walks
Can ease a mother's
Be Thou my vision, oh Lord of my heart
Naught be
Good evening, lovely evening
A perfect evening for a stroll on
As I walked out one evening
To breathe the air and
Come a little closer, dragonfly
Settle down with me a little
In the morning, when I rise
In the morning, when I
When my heart is troubled and I am weighed down
Then
The sky is raining tears tonight, my brother
You know it's
Lord of eternity
Blessed is the man
Who walks in Your favor
Who
My dearest, darling Margee, sleeping in my arms
Dreams flutter just
Mildred Madalyn Johnson
Born in the autumn of 1916
A shy, pretty
More love to Thee, O Christ
More love to Thee
Hear thou
I look for You in the middle of the night
Savior
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