EVERYTHING SPEAKS TO ME.
Everything speaks to me,
Voices each hour
Breathe o'er my spirit
A hallowing power;
Softly they seem to say—
Wilt thou attend?
Message I bear for thee,
'Tis from a friend.
Voices each hour
Breathe o'er my spirit
A hallowing power;
Softly they seem to say—
Wilt thou attend?
Message I bear for thee,
'Tis from a friend.
Dawn of the morning,
Setting sun's ray;
Noon, with its busy hum,
Evening clouds gray;
Twilight's calm hour,
That whispers of rest,
To the toil-worn and weary
A heaven-sent guest.
Setting sun's ray;
Noon, with its busy hum,
Evening clouds gray;
Twilight's calm hour,
That whispers of rest,
To the toil-worn and weary
A heaven-sent guest.
Last rose of summer,
First fall of snow;
Wail of the winter-wind,
Foretelling woe;
Bright hues of autumn,
That smile at decay;
And, saint-like, seem glad
To be passing away.
First fall of snow;
Wail of the winter-wind,
Foretelling woe;
Bright hues of autumn,
That smile at decay;
And, saint-like, seem glad
To be passing away.
Teachers so gentle,
Lessons so wise;
Who can resist them?
Who dare despise?
E'en sages in wisdom,
To Nature's book turn;
From insect and lily
Bid ignorance learn.
Lessons so wise;
Who can resist them?
Who dare despise?
E'en sages in wisdom,
To Nature's book turn;
From insect and lily
Bid ignorance learn.
Song of the whip-poor-will;
Buzz of the bee;
Coo of the ring-dove,
Flower on the lea;
Bird, breeze, and blossom,
Stars gemming night's pall;
Everything speaks to me,
Voices have all.
Buzz of the bee;
Coo of the ring-dove,
Flower on the lea;
Bird, breeze, and blossom,
Stars gemming night's pall;
Everything speaks to me,
Voices have all.