Laughter and song to voices drought has stilled.
God gave to thee His only well-loved Christ,
Whose steps have smoothed the road that leads thee home;
Tell those whose road is rough, whose way is missed,
That He has called all weary men to come.
So shall thy giving set for thee God’s smile,
And thine own soul drink deep draughts of His love;
Earth’s shadows shall grow bright as heaven, the while
A web of glory round thy life is wove.
—The British Congregationalist.