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RAINY SABBATH.
I stand by my window this morning,
And list to the drip of the rain,
As it ceaselessly falls; and the moaning
Wind joins the sad refrain.
And list to the drip of the rain,
As it ceaselessly falls; and the moaning
Wind joins the sad refrain.
“Some days will be dark and dreary,”
The poet has truly said;
But a Sabbath of gloom is weary,
All its restfulness seems to have fled.
The poet has truly said;
But a Sabbath of gloom is weary,
All its restfulness seems to have fled.
For my spirit is filled with longing,
To proclaim a Saviour's love;
And direct the minds of my little flock
Toward the Shepherd's fold above.
To proclaim a Saviour's love;
And direct the minds of my little flock
Toward the Shepherd's fold above.
My mind is so impatient
Of obstacle and restraint,—
Right up from my heart on the instant
Arises the thought of complaint.
Of obstacle and restraint,—
Right up from my heart on the instant
Arises the thought of complaint.
Yet each cloud has a silver lining,
And the lesson this day would teach—
Is a lesson of faith and patience—
Go forth to the few and preach.
And the lesson this day would teach—
Is a lesson of faith and patience—
Go forth to the few and preach.
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Where two or three gather together,
In service of prayer or praise,—
He'll bless them in spite of the weather,
Bring joy in the cloudy days.
In service of prayer or praise,—
He'll bless them in spite of the weather,
Bring joy in the cloudy days.
Wherever He is, there's sunshine;
No cloud can His brightness dim,
So whether the day be dark or fine,
I'll keep my trust in Him.
No cloud can His brightness dim,
So whether the day be dark or fine,
I'll keep my trust in Him.
September 27, 1885.
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