335. 7s. M. Sarah F. Adams. Dews and Tears.
1 Gently fall the dews of eve,
Raising still the languid flowers;
Sweetly flow the tears that grieve
O'er a mourner's stricken hours.
Raising still the languid flowers;
Sweetly flow the tears that grieve
O'er a mourner's stricken hours.
2 Blessed dews and tears that yet
Lift us nearer unto heaven!
Let us still His praise repeat,
Who in mercy all hath given.