Silent Worship — [a beautiful song : “Did you not hear My Lady“ is usual

Did you not hear My Lady

Go down the garden singing

Blackbird and thrush were silent

To hear the alleys ringing…

 

Oh saw you not My Lady

Out in the garden there

Shaming the rose and lily

For she is twice as fair.

 

Though I am nothing to her

Though she must rarely look at me

And though I could never woo her

I love her till I die.

 

Surely you heard My Lady

Go down the garden singing

Silencing all the songbirds

And setting the alleys ringing…

 

But surely you see My Lady

Out in the garden there

Rivaling the glittering sunshine

With a glory of golden hair.