Clear Sky

Some murmur when their sky is clear 

And wholly bright to view, 

If one small speck of dark appear 

In their great heaven of blue. 

And some with thankful love are filled 

If but one streak of light, 

One ray of God's good mercy, gild 

The darkness of their night. 

In palaces are hearts that ask, 

In discontent and pride, 

Why life is such a dreary task, 

And all good things denied. 

And hearts in poorest huts admire 

How love has in their aid 

(Love that never seems to tire) 

Such rich provision made.'"