For Charleston

For Charleston I lifted up prayers on a sparrow's wing; When I heard what happened in old Charleston town. I thought I heard the voices of angels sing; Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound. As I looked to the sky, my eyes filled with tears; My heart was heavy with pain. Wanting to see signs to appear; That we would see you all again. A voice cried out to forgive; Do not let hate be our legacy. So that we may continue to live; On Heaven's Bright Shores we are free. Don't taint our memories with hatred; In peaceful harmony unite. For I go now to my Father's house; I can now see the light. Choose to stand together; And soon you too will see. That a new day will come; Let there be Peace In The Valley For Me. By: Darlene Doll Smith