Sungleams Rondeaux and Sonnets. By the Rev. Richard Wilton |
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XXVII. GOD WILL PROVIDE.
“God will provide.”—Amid the beat
And noise of wheels and tramping feet,
I caught the unexpected sound,
Which, with the light of holy ground,
Illumed the dim and squalid street.
And noise of wheels and tramping feet,
I caught the unexpected sound,
Which, with the light of holy ground,
Illumed the dim and squalid street.
And whose the voice my ear to greet
With that Divine assurance sweet—
Old music which Moriah crowned,—
“God will provide”?
With that Divine assurance sweet—
Old music which Moriah crowned,—
“God will provide”?
I turned. Two women coarsely gowned,
Shawls loosely wrapped their heads around,
An infant bore with footsteps fleet:
Care in their hearts had fixed its seat,
But they Heaven's antidote had found—
“God will provide.”
Shawls loosely wrapped their heads around,
An infant bore with footsteps fleet:
Care in their hearts had fixed its seat,
But they Heaven's antidote had found—
“God will provide.”
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