NATURE, OUR COMFORTER. 



Are you tired, fatigued, and weary. 



Worn with business and with care; 

 Is your pathway rough and rugged, 



And your burdens hard to bear? 



Do you long for change and respite. 



From daily toil and commercial strife; 

 Does the sterner world oppress you, 



And damp the brighter side of life? 



Turn then to the fields and meadows, 



Stroll through the woodland, by the brook; 



Listen to the voices of God's creatures. 

 Learn from pages of Nature's book. 



There is gladness in the wild bird's song, 



Some lesson in each blooming flower; 

 There is cheer and comfort in this solitude, 



And new joy in each fleeting hour. 



We feel refreshed, repaid, content. 



With things thus seen and time thus spent; 



New hopes are born, new thoughts arise. 

 Like the soaring lark in summer skies. 



In Nature's world, a boundless realm. 



There's wondrous beauty, wisdom, peace; 



In her we find sweet companionship. 

 Till our earthly pilgrimage shall cease. 



Berton Mercer. 



