The dew cometh
from heaven down!
It bringeth heavenly
peace for all.
It wetteth all with sweetness.
Invisible,
it raineth deep into souls.
It raineth love
and peace and joy.
It raineth sweetness.
Dew! dew! my comrades!
It is the season
of the cooling dew!
The dew is falling everywhere,
And wet is every rose.
The gentle breath
of heaven blows.
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