The winter winds blow fierce and wild
The branches heaped the snow is piled
The air is brisk and cold and chill
It numbs the mind and bends the will.
Oh winter wind of strong repute
Tower of strength one can’t dispute
For God to you has power given
To freeze the very air of heav’n.
We beg you now to use your gift
To help us heal and change and lift.
Claire V. Bogdanos 