Master's name in silent pomp display. Shall man, the lord of nature, expectant of the sky, Shall man, alone unthankful, his little praise deny ? , No, let the year forsake his course, the seasons cease to be, Thee, Master, must we always love, and, Saviour,... The Mothers' treasury - Pàgina 1081875Visualització completa
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...the seasons cease to be, Thee, Master, must we always love, and still must honor thee. The flowers ol spring may wither, the hope of summer fade, The autumn...droop in winter, the birds forsake the shade, The winds be lull'd — the sun and moon forget their old decree, But we in nature's latest hour, O Lord...