SUNNY HOURS.
There s many a rest on the road of life If we only stop to take it, And many a hope from the better land
If the careworn heart would wake it. To the sunny soul that is full of hope,
And whose beautiful trust ne'er faileth, The grass is green and the skies are bright,
Though the winter storm prevaileth. Better to hope, though the clouds hang low, And to keep the eyes still lifted, For the sweet blue skies will soon peep through
When the ominous clouds are rifted. There was never a night without a day,
Nor an evening without a morning. And the darkest hour, the proverb goea, Is the hour before the dawning. Better to weave in the web of life
A bright and golden filling, And to do God's will with a ready heart
Aud hands that are swift and willing,
Than to snap the delicate silver threads
Of our curious lives a«under, And then blame Fate for the taDgled ends, And sit in grieving wonder.
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Otago Witness, Issue 1974, 19 September 1889, Page 29
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174SUNNY HOURS. Otago Witness, Issue 1974, 19 September 1889, Page 29
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