WE DIED FOR LOVE

Author: Joyce Hemsley

Gently ~ hand of God doth rule the waves
tumbling waves respond rolling to and fro.
But you and I will walk on sand no more,
we are going where other lovers go.

Gently ~ hand of God doth rule the land
mighty mountain and the vale below
you and I will travel on the shore
safe and sound, where other lovers go.

The mystic breath of God controls the night
moonshine and the starlight's golden glow
but you and I are deep in love no more
we die ~ as Shakespeare's lovers died
long ago.

The whispering voice of God says  "Follow Me"
to a place above where the lilac grows
then you and I fall in love once more
sailing to a heaven where loving kindness flows.