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From the Poems of Dawn of 1912
by the Watchtower Bible and Tract Society
OUR LIVES ARE WHAT WE MAKE THEM
by C. S.
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Our lives are songs; God writes the words
And we set them to music at pleasure
And the song grows glad, or sweet, or sad
As we choose to fashion the measure
We must write the music, whatever the song
Whatever its rhyme or metre
And if it is sad, we can make it glad
Or if sweet, we can make it sweeter
KEEP SWEET
By: Gertrude W. Seibert
Poems of the Dawn
l912 (WT Society)
Soul, let nothing make thee fretful
Nothing bitter or regretful
Heart, keep sweet, keep sweet!
And, all day long
E'en from the moment of thy waking
Let a song
Keep welling from a heart that's breaking
Soul, keep sweet, keep sweet!
IS IT RAINY, LITTLE FLOWER?
From: Poems of Dawn
l912
Unknown Author
Is it rainy, little flower?
Be glad of rain
Too much sun would wither thee
'Twill shine again
The clouds are very black, 'tis true
But just behind them shine the blue
Art thou weary, tender heart?
Be glad of pain
In sorrow, sweetest thngs will grow
As flowers in rain
God watches, and then thou shall have sun
When clouds their perfect work have done
TAKE HEART
By: H. G. Guiness
Poems of Dawn
l912 (WT Society)
Let me take heart! the present scene shall soon be o'er;
The clustering clouds shall hide the sun at noon no more
The tears now dropping from mine eyes shall be forgot
And joys, undimmed by sin and misery, my lot
The storm now sweeping through the troubled sky be past;
The longed-for morning without clouds arise at last
The hindmost shadow soon shall utterly depart;
Then let me watch and wait, and hopefully take heart
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