Hymn - As hollow as her loneliness

As hollow as her loneliness, the emptiness of space,
the chilling of the morning air
had seemed devoid of grace.

She heard a whisper, just the breeze
that rustled leaves near by.
Her feet had crunched across the stones,
her breath a simple sigh.

And then with sudden recklessness
a voice disturbed the day,
an echo of a voice she knew.
It seemed a cruel play.

Verses 4-7 follow



Tune: YORK; WETHERBY
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Andrew Pratt (born 1948)

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