Beneath the Shadow of the Almighty
Where violets cast their shadow on the sod,
The dewy grass in cooler freshness starts:
And so, beneath the shadowing hand of God,
Spring fresh the holier feelings of our hearts.
The Almighty's shadow is a star-lit night;
His cloud is ever full of hidden light.
The dewy grass in cooler freshness starts:
And so, beneath the shadowing hand of God,
Spring fresh the holier feelings of our hearts.
The Almighty's shadow is a star-lit night;
His cloud is ever full of hidden light.
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