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Living Water.
The glory of meteor and star,Where the beautiful shall be, and are!Thou shalt know all the glories of lifeWhere the beautified shall be, and are!

W. R. Wills

CLXIII.

Living Water.

I am a little desert pool, O Lord, The rains of God descend but rarely here; And barren sands surround me far and near,Save where a niggard circle of green swardGrows, not ungrateful for the moisture poured In rare and blessed hours of overflow. And this is all, alas, I have to show—So wide a waste, so small a precious hoardOf living water.—Yet thou art my source; I feel deep in my heart the sacred springThat sends the mighty rivers on their course.Let me be faithful to the impulse given, And though too weak to rise and flowing sing,Let me reflect the calm and shining heaven.

Mary E. Richmond

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