Show A SIMILE Hindered by no grand no stately windowS win-dowS Came Gods gift of sunlight over pure and free Like a swift and golden arrow From heave sentit brought a message clear to me For ever touching saint and sinner with Its radiant glory It spoke so sweetly of Godslove that old old story Thy sins to men are like the dust in shadow Thy God is like His sunlight pure he said Thy sins show clear as dust in sunbeams When lighted by His love Instead Still softly touching saint and sinner with it radiant glory The sun spoke ever of Gods lovethat old old story Elizabeth Norris |