Where is Thy Spirit Mary?
Where is Thy Spirit Mary? | |
Stephen Foster, 1847
| Where is thy spirit, Mary? Dwells it in the air? Friends thou hast forsaken Fondly deem 'tis ling 'ring there. I heard an old-time ballad, Low and plaintive was the strain So pure and clear, I seem'd to hear Thy gentle voice again. She who sang was lovely, She was innocent and fair And I said, if angels guard us, Thy sweet spirit lingers there. | 2. Where is thy spirit, Mary? Watching while we sleep? Dost weep for those who wept for thee? Do angels ever weep? The autumn leaf had wilted Ere thou hadst lost thy bloom. But when that leaf had left its stem It settled on thy tomb. Spring birds now returning With their music fill the air, And we know by that sweet warning That thy spirit lingers there. |