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XII. THE BOW OF PROMISE.
When skies are dark, and tempests blow,
And clouds discharge their rain,
Appears in heaven the radiant bow,
And all is bright again.
Type of the promise kindly given
To man in days of yore,
That the incessant ire of Heaven
Should drown the earth no more.
And clouds discharge their rain,
Appears in heaven the radiant bow,
And all is bright again.
Type of the promise kindly given
To man in days of yore,
That the incessant ire of Heaven
Should drown the earth no more.
So in the heart where sorrow dwells,
And all is dark with care,
One cheering beam the gloom dispels,
And keeps away despair.
When once that hallow'd light appears
Athwart the clouds of woe,
A glory shines in human tears,
And gilds them as they flow.
And all is dark with care,
One cheering beam the gloom dispels,
And keeps away despair.
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Athwart the clouds of woe,
A glory shines in human tears,
And gilds them as they flow.
Like to the rainbow in the sky,
When storms their fury dart,
That other bow appears on high
When storms are in the heart—
“Trust in the promises of God;”
It smiles amid the gloom,
Lightens affliction's heaviest rod,
And cheers the darkest doom.
When storms their fury dart,
That other bow appears on high
When storms are in the heart—
“Trust in the promises of God;”
It smiles amid the gloom,
Lightens affliction's heaviest rod,
And cheers the darkest doom.
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