Always Enough by Anne Porter Johnson

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Feb 24, 1916

Always Enough

By Anne Porter Johnson

IN time of drought the spring will fail; The cattle on the beaten trail, The birds perched on the dusty brink, Search vainly for the cooling drink. The grass is brown, the blooms are dead, Along the little stream's dry bed.

Not so God's Fountain! Drought nor heat Can check its waters clear and sweet. For all the thirsty souls of earth It gushes forth,— there is no dearth,— Abundant, free, an endless flow, While countless ages onward go.

— Anne Porter Johnson.