
Jack-o-lanterns burning bright
of soft and golden hue —
goblins of the cornfield stark,
pumpkins grinning in the dark…
~Hallowe’en postcard from the early 1900s
Photo by Marge McCoy
The human soul is slow to discover the real excellence of things given to us by a bountiful Creator, and not until the shadows of death begin to gather around the object that we love, do we see its worth and beauty. Autumn is the dim shadow that clusters about the sweet, precious things that God has created in the realm of nature. While it robs them of life, it tears away the veil and reveals the golden gem of beauty and sweetness. Beauty lurks in all the dim old aisles of nature, and we discover it at last. ~Northern Advocate
Photo by Marge McCoy
Joys are flowing like a river
Since the Comforter has come;
He abides with us forever,
Makes the trusting heart His home.
Refrain
Blessed quietness, holy quietness—
What assurance in my soul!
On the stormy sea He speaks peace to me.
How the billows cease to roll!
Bringing life and health and gladness
All around, this heavenly Guest
Banished unbelief and sadness,
Changed our weariness to rest.
Refrain
Like the rain that falls from heaven,
Like the sunlight from the sky,
So the Holy Ghost is given,
Coming to us from on high.
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See a fruitful field is growing
Blessed fruits of righteousness,
And the streams of life are flowing
In the lonely wilderness.
Refrain
What a wonderful salvation
Where we always see His face!
What a perfect habitation!
What a quiet resting place!
Refrain
Lyrics:Manie Payne Ferguson (1850-1932)
Music:W. S. Marshall; Adapted by James M. Kirk (1854-1945)
Photo: Josie Rader