Language of Enchantment

O, Danny Boy

O, Danny Boy, the Lord our God has called you
And never more on this earth will you roam…
For you are sailing through the streets of Glory…
O, Danny Boy, O Danny Boy, you’ve made it Home.

It seems you found no harbor of contentment…
You anchored here and there but would not stay…
Always out searching for that new horizon…
O, Danny Boy, O Danny Boy, it’s yours today.

For hopes you harbored in your heart have found you…
The God that you believed in doesn’t fail…
For when your thirst led you to Living Waters…
O, Danny Boy, O Danny Boy, your ship set sail.

Although your course has always seemed so choppy…
The ride so rough when storms of life would swell…
Then, too, your ship needed so much repairing…
But, Danny Boy, O Danny Boy, your anchor held.

And now you’ve sailed into the final harbor…
You’ve met the Master and you’re at rest, we know.
Someday we’ll sail into that port to meet you…
O Danny Boy, O Danny Boy, we love you so.

Love you, Danny Boy,
Your Aunt Doris

Doris Jacobs-Covington
March 26, 2014

~~Dedicated to Tiffany, Taisha, Christopher, and Daniel~~

RIP
Daniel Richard Hughes
November 21, 1959—March 26, 2014

Psalm 107:30
What a blessing was that stillness as he brought
them safely into harbor!

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O, DANNY BOY