ON SUMMER DAYS

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Mountain View, California · May 10, 1905

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 31, No. 19.

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ON SUMMER DAYS.

BY BENJ. PHILLIPS.
On summer days come wander o'er With me, a flower-bordered vale, Where songs the pearly throats outpour, Where nature's charms grow never stale, Where babbling o'er its stormy way The brook gives forth a deathless lay.
Ye hear no sound of stern regret, But only praise; Then do not bide a time to fret On summer days.
How great doth His great works excel? Each touch a master hand displays; And silence weaves a wond'rous spell O'er him who strays To find a charm in glen or dell On summer days.