WAYSIDE MINISTRIES.
SELF-REVELATION. Our thoughts are odours, and we cannot seal tli6nx So close with action but they will creep out; And delicately-fashioned souls will feel them, And know them sweet or. vile, bevond a doubt.
Pray to God in the storm —but keep on rowing.
My friend, have you heard of the land of “Yawn,” Oh the banks of the river “Slow,” Where blooms the “Wait-a-while” flower fair Where the “Some-time-or-other” scents the air And the soft “Go Easv’s” grow?
It lies in the valley of “Wait-a-while,” In the land of “Let ’or slides.” The “Tired Feeling” is native there, It’s the home of the listless “I don’t care,” Where the “Put-it-off” abides.
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Hokitika Guardian, 16 August 1930, Page 1
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114WAYSIDE MINISTRIES. Hokitika Guardian, 16 August 1930, Page 1
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