Show THE BUDDING MORROW albeit at calmo all earth be fled and through nights shadows to the eyes of 02 th weary watchers of the skies no sign appears of a glad morrows birth yet at that moment the receding sun starts on his course returning to our sight though it is long eer any rays of light announce his progress in the path begun therefore oh in trials darkest hour have faith tor now thy deepest sorrow past the sun of joy his steps retracing fast journeys to meet thee with increasing power and soon his light shall to thins eyes appear dispelling gloom and shaming au thy tear laurens maynard in kate fields washington |