
Purest Blessing
Shun the thorn and grow the flower,
Speak no sentiment unkind;
Speak no sentiment unkind;
Let thy life like balmy showers,
Give sweet fragrance to the mind.
For with days so swiftly passing,
Friends may go and come no more;
Let them hear thy purest blessing,
Giving but refills thy store.
Shaker song from "Hymns and Anthems in the Hour of Worship"
Canterbury, New Hampshire, 1872
Photo location: Ban Hintoom, Uthaitani province (Banana leaf)
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