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The earth absorbs the soft, refreshing rain,
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| 1. | The earth absorbs the soft, refreshing rain, |
| | And sends it back in flow'rs and fruits again; |
| | So we receive Thy life so rich and free, |
| | And live it out for joy and praise to Thee. |
| 2. | The moon receives the sun's bright, golden |
| | light, |
| | And gives it forth to cheer the darksome night; |
| | So we receive the rays of light Divine, |
| | And with them on this darkened world we |
| | shine. |
| 3. | 'Tis by Thy love that I can love and bless |
| | The foes who seek to blast my happiness; |
| | Can e'en rejoice, when bearing wrong and |
| | shame, |
| | Thou deem'st me meet to suffer for Thy name. |
| 4. | Naught but Thyself can satisfy my heart, |
| | Constrain my will from self and sin to part: |
| | In love so great Thou giv'st Thyself to me; |
| | That I may Thee express eternally. |