Voices from the Lakes, and Other Poems By the Rev. Charles D. Bell |
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A PARABLE FROM NATURE. |
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A PARABLE FROM NATURE.
From out a heap of roughest stones,
Close to the highway's side,
Blossom'd a little fairy flower,
Azure and golden-eyed.
Close to the highway's side,
Blossom'd a little fairy flower,
Azure and golden-eyed.
It drew its sweet and mystic life
From that rude, rocky bed,
Hence sprang each green and slender leaf,
On dews and sunshine fed.
From that rude, rocky bed,
Hence sprang each green and slender leaf,
On dews and sunshine fed.
Emblem of faith did then appear,
That beauteous flower to me,
Faith growing stronger from the power
Of dark adversity.
That beauteous flower to me,
Faith growing stronger from the power
Of dark adversity.
Submissive still beneath the stroke,
Of trial's needful rod:
Still keeping pure its quenchless light,
And looking up to God.
Of trial's needful rod:
Still keeping pure its quenchless light,
And looking up to God.
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