Moon Song
Oh, ancient orb of mystery
above the earth so high
hung in your velvet gallery
you grace the nighttime sky.
The stars in heaven bow to you
in chorus, quivering
their voices joining clear and true
to you, their praises sing.
My weary heart, it beats along
with their joyous tune
to sing its own sweet, praise filled song
to you, oh wondrous moon!
Oh, ancient orb of mystery
above the the earth so high
a blessing for the world to see
treasure in the nighttime sky.
Copyright © Robin L. Gass | Year Posted 2009
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