Evelyn B. Gray
All the vastness of my desert stretched before me;
No other shadow shone that I could see,
When the Host of Heaven to my spirit beckoned,
With His own hand and whispered: "Stand by Me;"
Heaven's rain will lend to thee an open blossom,
My Rock will lend to thee an open store,
I will lend to thee the substance of a nation,
My faith will lend to thee an open door: --
As for thee, stand by Me,
Stand by Me the night through,
As for thee, come thou here --
Stand by Me. "I will lend thee to the coast of many waters,
To weigh the sighs that break upon my...