[55 words] The withering grass knows not its needs;The falling rain knows not its worth;But God the silent suffering heeds;And bids His showers refresh the earth. My drooping heart oft may not knowWhat things to pray for as I ought;But God will needed good bestow,Beyond what I have asked or thought. Edward A. Collier…
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