...running dawn, to grasp The vision of the Master? It was the miracle of inward sight. In the realms of wonderment where I dwell I explore life with my...This glad rush of blood, This daylight in my heart, This glow of sympathy in my palms ! Thou blind, loving, all-prying touch, Thou openest the book of...

...running dawn, to grasp The vision of the Master ? It was the miracle of inward sight. In the realms of wonderment where I dwell I explore life with my...This glad rush of blood, This daylight in my heart, This glow of sympathy in my palms! Thou blind, loving, all-prying touch, Thou openest the book of life...

...running dawn, to grasp The vision of the Master? It was the miracle of inward sight. In the realms of wonderment where I dwell I explore life with my...dear delights; My feet are charged with the murmur, This glow of sympathy in my palms ! Thou blind, loving, all-prying touch, Thou openest the book of...

...worship. God is love, God is our Father, and we are His children." How poetic the soul that can say, " My fingers are ever athirst for the earth, And drink...with the murmur, The throb, of all things that grow. The noiseless little noises of earth Come with softest rustle; The shy, sweet feet of life; The silky...

...hum, flutter, and ripple in my thought forever, an undying part of happy memories." "In the realms of wonderment where I dwell I explore life with my...This glad rush of blood, This daylight in my heart, This glow of sympathy in my palms. Thou blind, loving, all-prying touch, Thou openst the book of life...