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Between the Lights.

How thankful we feel for the dew that falls to refresh the flowers and beautify them for another day ; for the darkness that takes the work from tired hands ; for the shadows that gather like curtains over weary nature's face j for the starlight that pours down from heaven, even as golden largess was showered from the hands of kings in bygone days ! Twilight is over ; but the sweetest hour in all the day leaven its lesson, and something seems to whisper in our dreams : Sen r e heaven in daily toil and holy living 1 , And faith shall lift to the sunlit hoigtrfc ; Then shall a psalm of gladness and thanksgiving Fill tho calm hour that comes between tho lights.

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Otago Witness, Issue 1582, 18 March 1882, Page 28

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Between the Lights. Otago Witness, Issue 1582, 18 March 1882, Page 28

Between the Lights. Otago Witness, Issue 1582, 18 March 1882, Page 28