Ere we for mercy plead
There is a grace which far transcends
Our utmost sense of need
There is a Friend whose goodness flows
Eternal as his throne,
Oh happy is the heart that knows
And calls that Friend its own
'Dew of Hermon', is taken from a line in Psalm 133. The writer of that ancient song enthused about how good it is when people live together in unity,and compares it poetically to the dew of Hermon descending upon the mountains of Zion. In that spirit it is hoped these scribblings will be more refreshing mountain dew, than obscurantist valley fog, where a weary Pilgrim might be refreshed and replenished for the journey ahead.
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