Sunbeams by Nelia Snow

Pacific Press Publishing Association

Sunbeams.

By Nelia Snow

THE sky was dark and cloudy, The snow-blown fields were drear; And trees stood like gaunt specters, No bird-song gave us cheer.

But struggling thru the shadows, The sun at last made way; And rolled his wreath of splendor Across the darkened day.

The fields were plains of glory, Adorned with jewels bright, The scene was changed to beauty By one grand wave of light.

The burdens I was bearing Seemed like a crushing load, The life that lay before me, A long and weary road.

Then, cheering words were spoken In hope and faith sincere; A hand clasped mine in greeting From fellow trav'lers near.

And, lo, my cares were lightened, The dark thoughts fled away As tho, they too, were scattered By sunshine's brightest ray.

Nelia Snow. Blaine, Me.