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Beneath Thy trees to-day we met,
Amid Thy summer flowers;
And every heart is blessing yet
These happy, fleeting hours.
Yes, even so; the summer leaf,
The summer flowers, declare
Their childlike, chastening belief,
That Thou dost make them fair.
O, let us cherish nature’s creed,
And live and bloom to Thee;
For only childlike hearts, we read,
Can grace eternity.
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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