I felt the touch of an angel
I saw the hands of my dearest Lord
Draw water from the well of salvation
That our hearts might be refreshed
Our Hope renewed!
The borders of our path: strewn
With the flowers of promise
Sending forth rich fragrance
Unto our dearest Lord in heaven
As we tread this troubled path
That He might look down upon us
In His infinite wisdom
Understanding; in His loving eyes!
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