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Normale Version: Piatt, John James: Learning Prayers
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Learning Prayers

The sweet pur mother, wearing through the dust
Her heaven-white garment of fresh Christian love
Silent about her, while her patient trust
O’er cloudland sings – one sunlit bird above –

Through twilight’s hushing gold bends sweet and lowly
Down on her little children, making prayers
Grow in their hearts, while their low voices slowly
Send little angels heavenward unawares:

So Nature, a sweet mother, o’er us bends,
Through this dim eve of an eternal day;
Whispers love-words, till gushing light ascends, -

Prayer’s hidden fountain in the heart that lay;
And heaven’s mild dew into our dream descends,
While, flame-like, close tired eyes, waiting morn’s golden ray.