Bird of Paradise

Oh, Glorious Bird of Paradise!
Where hither doth Thou go?
On a span of wind that never blows...
To the nameless regions ’bove the rainbow?


The sunless sun doth Thou acquaint
The sandless shore Thy feet shall land
Thy thirst Thou quench
Thy thirst Thou quench
Of the sweetest ambrosia ’til Thy heart content.


Oh, Bird of Paradise!
Fly fly Home!
On a spread of purple cloud
Dost Thou arise...

Lightest wing
Softest heart
Follow the stringless harp
Thou doth Arrive!
At the land of endless time
To bathe in the river of ever calm
To play in the fields of ever young
And spoken to by God in melodious tone.


Oh, Bird of Paradise!
Thou knowest the most loved One
Thou knowest the Benevolent.


Take me on Thy empowered wings
For I also must come
Must come Home...
I must come Home...
Far away sweet Home!
Home, Heaven Home!