Thursday, April 30, 2015

When Flowers rejoice by Henry Van dyke

Flowers rejoice when night is done,
Lift their heads to greet the sun;
Sweetest looks and odours raise,
In a silent hymn of praise.
So my heart would turn away
From the darkness to the day;
Lying open in God's sight
Like a flower in the light.
Henry Van Dyke

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