It is through a flower-strewn way
That Thy children walk to-day,
O God, who makest the Summer-time so beautiful to see;
And the sweetly scented air
Bears upward many a prayer
Of loving, happy gratitude from the sons of men to Thee.
O God, is any sad
When the world is all so glad,
And Thou has made the Summer so full of joy and love?
Are there tears in any eyes
That look upward to Thy skies,
When the earth in beauty vieth with the azure space above?
For all the pain and sadness,
Thou canst put joy and gladness
In the hearts that do not know them though "the corn and wine increase."
Hush Thou the care and strife that mar our human life,
And give to every troubled one some share of love and peace.
All things own Thy control;
Make summer in the soul,
Whose sobbings spoil with dissonance the season's merry chimes;
Thy blessings crowd the sod,--be merciful, O God,
And give to every child of Thine the joy of Summer-time.
-- Marianne Farningham
Happy Summertime Everyone
3 comments:
beautful girl! looks like a fun summer. live it up. love.
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you'll be making your debut on my blog today, my dear.
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