May 10
Companions of the Way (Evening)The bow shall be in the cloud, and I will look upon it, that I may remember the everlasting covenant.
NOT with unjoyful care, Not with unpraiseful prayer
We live below;
Assailed by pain and sin
We yet are born to win
The holy heaven wherein
No evils grow.
God of the peaceful height,
Thy word of promise bright
Spans the rough sea;
A rainbow fair to view,
As broad as bright of hue,
And all souls may come through
Travelling to Thee.
THOMAS
TOKE
LYNCH
OLD AGE