@Ching13 1 March 2022

Shade The kindliest thing God ever made, His hand of very healing laid Upon a fevered world, is shade. Hid glorious company of trees Throw ou their mantles, and on the se The dust-stained wanderer finds ease. Green temples, closed against the beat Of noontide's blinding glare and heat, Open to any pilgrim's feet. The white road blister in the sun, Now, half the weary journey done, Enter the rest, O weary one! And feel the dew of dawn still wet Beneath thy feet, and so forget The burning highway' s ache and fret. This is God's hospitality, And who so rests beneath a tree Hath cause to thank Him gratefully.