Hcs 5 'she Carries the Repentant Over the Floss'

FIVE She carries the repentant over the floss… As little children, wrapped in swaddling clothes, She comforts them and helps them bear their loss As gently as a shadow, so she goes… Forgives the one who stole her golden coin, Forbears to hurt the bullies who hurt her, Forswears revenge, invites them all to join Her in a jolly round-dance, ‘neath a fir… For Heaven is a happy place where all Our slips, and stabs, and slurs, and stares lie down, Forgotten, while we deck the merry hall, And everyone forgets to wear a frown! And so, arrive the sojourners at last To join the angels in joyful repast!