He Sendeth Sun, He Sendeth Shower (by: Sarah Flower Adams (1805-1848)) He sendeth sun, he sendeth shower, Alike they're needful for the flower: And joys and tears alike are sent To give the soul fit nourishment. continue reading
Love (by: Sarah Flower Adams (1805-1848)) O Love! thou makest all things even In earth or heaven; Finding thy way through prison-bars Up to the stars; continue reading
Nearer, My God, To Thee (by: Sarah Flower Adams (1805-1848)) Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me: continue reading
