Wilting Flower
I
A flower wilts,
bending beneath
the Wind of this cruel
World;
It bends beneath
such pow’rful Wind –
the pow’r of God un-
furled.
I
A flower wilts,
bending beneath
the Wind of this cruel
World;
It bends beneath
such pow’rful Wind –
the pow’r of God un-
furled.