The Home Circle

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International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Mar 19, 1885

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 11, No. 12.

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The Home Circle.

EVERY DAY.

Give us this day our daily bread, If but a loaf made sweet by toil— Though manna, angel-sown, be spread No more upon this earthly soil. Not less shall be the strength bestowed By Providence, our constant stay; Not less shall gratitude be owed For homely fare of every day.
Ours be the humble fireside light— The constellations blaze afar, Great passions blind, and sear, and blight— We cannot warm us by a star. The lowly hearth-fire suits us best; For this we evermore will pray, And love that keeps the heart at rest,— The patient love of every day.
Yet every common blessing seems Of higher good the sign and pledge; The evening planet floats and dreams Above the mountain's rugged ledge; So treasuries above are filled With gifts that will our prayers obey; And tender benedictions gild The care-worn brows of every day. —Sel.