Hong, Edna Hatlestad, 1913- / Muskego boy
Chapter 11: Logs for the new church, pp. -88
Her clear, sweet voice filled the little room. U,1 -1 - ward fight, When we from this world pass for - ev Till won is the crown ev - er - last When the song was finished the pastor and his wife quietly put on their coats and left, thinking that Bestemor was asleep. Mikkel thought so, too, until he leaned over and heard her whisper, ever so faintly, "The peace of our God keep you ever." Early the next morning, very early it was, Mikkel awakened at the touch of Mor's arms about him. "Mikkel, Mikkel," she whispered softly, "Bestemor has gone." Strangely enough, Mikkel did not say a word. In the quiet of the dark loft he thought he heard Bestemor whisper, "The peace of our God keep you ever!" I And now we must bid one an oth - r fare- well; The 2 0 help us, dear Fa - ther, and Christ, Thou the Son, That peae of our God keep you ev ar! God's peace in our glad - ly our course we may fin ishl And Thou, Ho - ly box - om, and all will be well, Or wheth-er we meet or we Spir. it, Thou com-fort- ing One, Thy love in our hearts so re sev er. May Christ, our dear Lord, Be our sure re plen ish, That we by Thy might May fight the gQod As4 .i I 1 1
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