Deseret News | 1888-08-29 | Page 16 | The Rain

TUB THE RAIN ile he opened the windows of lihaven heaven today toda and poured us a blessing down on the thirsty field and tile the stony stolly way and the hot and dusty town the light on the mountain is faint and sweet and bright is the flowery plain in the silent woods where the lovers lover meet the mosses are green again I 1 lifted my plant in my feeble hinds hands and held it out to the shower for the rain that waters the widespread lands will freshen a widows flower and there here came a thought of the friendless heart shut up in ill a lonely place oil oh carry it forth foith cre its life depart I 1 and give agn c it tile the streams of grace oh carry it forth io ao a purer air from its dark abode of pain till the dust of self and the stai stains no of pelf palti I 1 are washed away by the rain