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"The grass withereth, the flower fadeth; but the word of our God shall stand for ever.

Isa. xl. 8.

THE grass which now in verdure bright

Doth nature's scene array,

Alas! soon withereth from our sight;
Thus earth's fair things decay.

But God's eternal Word, o'er all
Remains for ever sure;

Though earth's fair treasures droop and fall,

That word shall still endure.

Clara Payne.

October 1.

"The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved."

Jer. viii. 20.

LORD, in Thy name Thy servants plead,

And Thou hast sworn to hear;

Thine is the harvest, Thine the seed,
The fresh and fading year.

Thine too by right, and ours by grace,
The wondrous growth unseen;

The hopes that soothe, the fears that brace,
The love that shines serene.

precious things brought forth

moon below,

Thy new heaven and earth

ay forego.

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The grass withereth, the flower fadeth; but the word of our God shall stand for ever.

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Isa. xl. 8.

HE grass which now in verdure bright
Doth nature's scene array,

Alas! soon withereth from our sight;

Thus earth's fair things decay.

But God's eternal Word, o'er all
Remains for ever sure;

Though earth's fair treasures droop and fall,

That word shall still endure.

Clara Payne.

October 1.

"The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved."

Jer. viii. 20.

LORD, in Thy name Thy servants plead,

And Thou hast sworn to hear;

Thine is the harvest, Thine the seed,
The fresh and fading year.

Thine too by right, and ours by grace,
The wondrous growth unseen;

The hopes that soothe, the fears that brace,
The love that shines serene.

precious things brought forth
noon below,

Thy new heaven and earth

y forego.

"The grass withereth, the flower fadeth; but the word of our God shall stand for ever.

TH

"

Isa. xl. 8.

HE grass which now in verdure bright
Doth nature's scene array,

Alas! soon withereth from our sight;

Thus earth's fair things decay.

But God's eternal Word, o'er all
Remains for ever sure;

Though earth's fair treasures droop and fall,

That word shall still endure.

Clara Payne.

October 1.

"The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved."

Jer. viii. 20.

LORD, in Thy name Thy servants plead,

And Thou hast sworn to hear;

Thine is the harvest, Thine the seed,
The fresh and fading year.

Thine too by right, and ours by grace,
The wondrous growth unseen;

The hopes that soothe, the fears that brace,
The lo that shines serene,

precious things brought forth

poon below,

Thy new heaven and earth
y forego.

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