Winding—winding to the sea,
Ever on, goeth the river free.
Here he bends, and there he goes,
Here he stops, and there he flows.
Onward—to the sea
Goeth the stream so blithe and free.
And so floweth the River of life,
Onward thru peace and strife,
Here it turns and there it goes,
Here it stops, and there it flows.
Onward—to the ocean of eternity,
Goeth the river of life so blithe and free.
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Printed on: December 22, 2024