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Then He called unto a thousand peoples and sum moned the bravest among them; They came from the ends of the earth each bearing a gift and a hope; The glow of adventure was in their eyes, and in their hearts the glory of hope. And out of the bounty of the earth and the labor of men, Out of the longing of hearts and the prayers of souls, Out of the memory of ages and the hopes of the world; God fashioned a nation, in love, blessed it with pur pose sublime and called it, AMERICA. Abba Hillel Silver At evening time along the sea I like to watch an ancient tree, Where gently at the close of day It bows its leaf y head to pray. This is the Vesper Hour of trees; There is an Angelus that rings With sweetest music through the leaves- An evening wind that softly sings. Stand all alone and silently, In mood of prayer and reverently, And you shall see that gray old tree At Vespers bowing wistfully. You'll hear a whisper soft and low, As of One speaking tenderly, And in the wandering winds that blow You'll hear God talking to that tree. William L. Stidger |
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