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Lightly, softly falling,
Cool and gently calling;
Pure in taste, alluring,
kindly mild in curing.
Delicate in splendor,
Strong in force - but tender.
Consoling mist, most peaceful rain,
Surcease from Sorrow's cutting pain.
In you I find all these and more,
I find them now, as once before.
Oh, blessed stream of comfort sweet,
You are my first, and last retreat.