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MARGUERITE DYER PRIESMEYER

God, in His goodness, gave me grace
Through winding roads to wander,

To gaze enrapt on nature's face,
Her glorious vision ponder.

Afar, the hazy hills were set
Like sentinels commanding;

Except the blades of bayonet,
Were only scrub oaks standing.

Aloft, the dome of distant sky,
The song birds southward winging;

While in my ear the wind's soft sigh
A psalm of praise was singing.

Ah, passing symbols! Nature's scroll
Reveals Love's pledge unbroken.

No bitterness shall scar my heart;
God's peace to me hath spoken.

And though through many nameless fears,
And cycles dim I wander,

I'll meekly tread all through the years,
And life's sweet lesson ponder.

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