The Shrine of St Cecilia - Faron Young

Our home is in shambles

All I’ve treasured is gone

The town seems deserted

Everyone’s so forlorn

A storm came from up above

But somehow it missed

The Shrine of St. Cecilia

The bells in the chapel

Never ring anymore

The clock in the steeple

Can’t tell time as before

But up on the hillside

That is blessed

The Shrine of St. Cecilia

Each day at even five

When I seek haven from my daily care

You’ll find me by her side

It seems so peaceful there

I kneal in my solitude and silently pray

That heaven will protect you, dear

And there’ll come a day

The storm will be over and we’ll meet again

At the Shrine of St. Cecilia

Each day at even five

When I seek haven from my daily care

You’ll find me by her side

It seems so peaceful there

I kneal in my solitude and silently pray

That heaven will protect you, dear

And there’ll come a day

The storm will be over and we’ll meet again

At the Shrine of St. Cecilia

The Shrine of St. Cecilia…