The Shrine of St Cecilia - Vaughn Monroe

Our home is a shambles

All I’ve treasured is gone

The town seemed deserted

Everyone so forlorn

A storm came from up above

But somehow it missed

The shrine of Saint Cecilia

The bells in the chapel

Never ring any more

The clock in the steeple

Can’t tell time as before

But up on a hillside

Stands a place heaven blessed

The shrine of Saint Cecilia

Each day at even tide

When I seek haven

From my daily care

You’ll find me by her side

It seems so peaceful there

I kneel in my solitude

And silently pray

That heaven will protect you dear

And there’ll come a day

The storm will be over

And that we’ll meet again

At the shrine of Saint Cecilia

The storm will be over

And that we’ll meet again

At the shrine of Saint Cecilia…