THE GIRL'S OWNPAPER
| Vol. XX.—No. 994.] | JANUARY 14, 1899. | [Price One Penny. |
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“WHEN HEAVEN IS RAINING GOLD.”
“OUR HERO.”
FROM LONDON TO DAMASCUS.
BEAUTY IN WOMAN: FROM A MAN'S POINT OF VIEW.
LETTERS FROM A LAWYER.
OLD ENGLISH COTTAGE HOMES;
VARIETIES.
ABOUT PEGGY SAVILLE.
THREE GIRL-CHUMS, AND THEIR LIFE IN LONDON ROOMS.
THE RULING PASSION.
ANSWERS TO CORRESPONDENTS.
“WHEN HEAVEN ISRAINING GOLD.”[1]
By CLARA THWAITES.
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There are hours when voices call us
From earth and sea and sky,
To take the benediction
Which falleth from on high;
And ere they fleet, their benison
Our eager hands may hold,
Bring out your every chalice,
When heaven is raining gold!
From earth and sea and sky,
To take the benediction
Which falleth from on high;
And ere they fleet, their benison
Our eager hands may hold,
Bring out your every chalice,
When heaven is raining gold!
There are days of bright endeavour,
When the spirit is aflame
To reach unto the utmost
That human heart may claim:
Press on, ere daylight dieth;
Press on, true heart and bold;
Possess the good thou cravest,
When heaven is raining gold!
When the spirit is aflame
To reach unto the utmost
That human heart may claim:
Press on, ere daylight dieth;
Press on, true heart and bold;
Possess the good thou cravest,
When heaven is raining gold!
There are times of glad refreshing,
When roses strew our path,
In summer's bright effulgence
Or autumn's aftermath.
Hereafter we may wander
In darkness on the wold,
Rejoice, with joy undoubting,
When heaven is raining gold!
When roses strew our path,
In summer's bright effulgence
Or autumn's aftermath.
Hereafter we may wander
In darkness on the wold,
Rejoice, with joy undoubting,
When heaven is raining gold!
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