AN UNKNOWN FRIEND.
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The golden years are passing by!
May we in prayerful mood
Abide, until the end draws nigh,
For "God is ever good,"
And richest blessings shall come down
If we our hearts prepare,
And His approval fitly crown
Each hallowed "Week of Prayer."
May we in prayerful mood
Abide, until the end draws nigh,
For "God is ever good,"
And richest blessings shall come down
If we our hearts prepare,
And His approval fitly crown
Each hallowed "Week of Prayer."
An Unknown Friend.
I've grown to love that unknown friend,
On whom my grateful thoughts depend;
And wish I might some message send
My gratitude expressing,
For bountiful, Thanksgiving cheer
That comes with each recurring year,
And proves "a friend is ever near,"
Whose love invokes my blessing.
On whom my grateful thoughts depend;
And wish I might some message send
My gratitude expressing,
For bountiful, Thanksgiving cheer
That comes with each recurring year,
And proves "a friend is ever near,"
Whose love invokes my blessing.
I marvel who that one may be,
Who kindly deigns to favor me
With such substantial sympathy,
And whether man or woman
Does this the welcome gift bestow—
More blest than I in doing so—
I'm sure the friend I long to know
Is more divine than human.
Who kindly deigns to favor me
With such substantial sympathy,
And whether man or woman
Does this the welcome gift bestow—
More blest than I in doing so—
I'm sure the friend I long to know
Is more divine than human.
