Tribute to David Edwards from St illtyd Choral Society

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  David Edwards of St Illtyd was Also a poet. When his three sons died in 1904, he expressed his grief and assurance they would meet again in heaven in the following…
  When amidst the joys of living,
  When content our hearts did fill,
  Death’s dread arrow sped its message,
  To our home on yonder hill.
  There it smote our little darlings,
  Snatch’d them from a mother’s love,
  Bore them quickly from our presence
  To the boundless realms above.

  Little darlings, how we miss you,
  Miss each charming, cheery face,
  Miss your prattle, miss your singing,
  None can ever take your place.
  But some day, my boys, we’ll meet you
  Up among the angels fair,
  In the presence of our Saviour,
  Live forever with you there.

  D.E. (David Edwards)

  By illtyd (21/04/2025)