Like a lovely opening flower
Born to cheer a gloomy day,
May we in our native bower
Shed a fragrance by the way.
As an ever gliding river
Sheds refreshment in its flow,
May we flow as free, and ever
Cheer and comfort where we go
Though a cloud may hide the shining,
Throw a shadow o’er our way,
May its bright and silver lining
Cheer us with its hopeful ray.
Messages of God’s Love 11/9/1919