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Death Flies On
the Wind Of Sighs
Death flies on
the wind of sighs –
The final breath
has left her now;
Her exhaled soul
to Him now flies –
For Holy rest
should God allow;
Whilst on the
Earth she took her part –
Revered for
goodness by her peers;
But comes this
time must she depart –
Now cleansed of
any doubting fears;
So take her up
into Your sky –
We chant the
words of God today;
Ours not to think
or wonder why –
We trust you Lord
in every way;
Accept this soul
and keep her heart –
Transform into an
angel start.
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