The Home Circle by Margaret E. Sangster

International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Jun 3, 1889

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 15, No. 21.

The Home Circle.

By Margaret E. Sangster

THE SHADY CORNERS.

The shady nooks and corners, So quiet and so cool, Where springs the crystal streamlet, Where glooms the dusky pool, I leave the path to seek them; No dearer haunts I know Than just the lonely places Where patient mosses grow.

The shady nooks and corners, By forest, brook, and burn; They hide, in deep recesses, The waving, feathery fern. And through their sheltered silence Shy wings flit to and fro, And bits of song are breaking Where humble flowers blow.

The shady nooks and corners, Apart from stir and strife, And distant from the tumult Of busy, whirling life, Where some of God's dear children Alone are left and low, There, star-like, strong, and steadfast, The lights of promise glow.

The shady nooks and corners Wherein we dwell with God, And conquer pain and weakness, Sustained by staff and rod; Perhaps in all earth's journey Naught sweeter shall we know, Than just the sanctuaries, Where hidden graces grow.

The shady nooks and corners, Screened from the glaring day— Songs in the night He giveth To those who watch and pray, And blessing comes when, leaving The trodden road, we go To rest amid the shadows Where living waters flow. —Margaret E. Sangster.