Talitha Cumae - Copyright (C) 6/20/08 by Dan Sharpe.
Softly the lovely petals lay,
on her corpse, cold and gray.
as the master took her hand to say,
"little girl, Talitha Cumae".
And so death bowed its head,
at the loving words He'd said,
to the child on her death bed,
she was no longer dead.
Still the Master calls, to you,
amidst life's beck and hue,
to come to life anew,
hear His loving words to you.