Rejoice in the Lord always: and again I say, Rejoice (Phil. 4:4). Sing a little song of trust, O my heart! Sing it just because you must, As leaves start; As flowers push their way through dust; Sing, my heart, because you must. Wait not for an eager throng Bird on bird; Tis the solitary song That is heard. Every voice at dawn will start, Be a nightingale, my heart! Sing across the winter snow, Pierce the cloud; Sing when mists are drooping low Clear and loud; But sing sweetest in the dark; He who slumbers not will hark. An when He hears yo sing, He bends down wid a smile on His kin face an listens mighty keerful, an He says, Sing on, chile, I hears, an Is comin down to deliber yo: Ill tote dat load fer yo; jest lean hawd on Me and de road will get smoother bime by.
Posted on: Sun, 28 Dec 2014 11:35:00 +0000
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