A Hymn to Thee by Mason Carter

A Hymn to Thee

It is as hurting to depart from thee
As it is to find a kid begin’ in street.
Though I crave and long for thee
Yet lesser than the struggle for liberty.

Thy eyes let this poor heart shine,
As a comet rockets’ down the sky,
With light of hope and love divine,
A blazin’ flame that shall never die.

With a flame which equally drives
When on each corner in this town,
The rebels are seen burned alive.
We dare not speak against crown.

Stars can’t count what thou mean
Dear Saint, to this heart- a sinner.
That for long in thy devotion lean,
And to thee belong this soul sinner.

-Mason Carter

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