M.A. KENNON.

"God's dear love is over all."

Dear, the random words you said

Once, as we two walked apart,

Still keep ringing in my head,

Still keep singing in my heart:

Like the lone pipe of a bird,

Like a tuneful waterfall

Far in desert places heard--

"God's dear love is over all!"

Thro' the ceaseless toil and strife

They have taught me to be strong!

Fashioned all my narrow life

To the measure of a song!

They have kept me brave and true--

Saved my feet from many a fall,

Since, what ever fate may do,

God's dear love is over all!

Lying in your chamber low,

Neath the daisies and the dew,

Can you hear me? Can you know

All the good I owe to you?

You, whose spirit dwells alway

Free from earthly taint and thrall!

You who taught me that sweet day

God's dear love is over all!

From your holy, far off Heaven,

When the beams of twilight wane,

Thro' the jasper gates of even

Breathe those trustful words again;

They shall aid and cheer me still,

What-so-ever fate befall,

Since thro' every good and ill

God's dear love is over all!

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