And the spirit of devotion for its blessings I have shared.
Yes, the robins, heavy-hearted, still their laughter for a day,
And the orioles are weeping by the roadside down the way.
AFTERWARD.
Great God of storm and battle,
We feel Thy clasping hand;
Thy voice along the wilderness
We hear and understand.
The constellations hymn Thy praise;
Thy glory crowns the day;