Oh May, dear May, thou hopeful May,
With smile of night and laugh of day!
Why should it not be always May?
So mote it be, and so it will,
Whene'er the storm of sin is still
And all come into God's dear will.
From the May 1888 issue of The Christian Science Journal
Oh May, dear May, thou hopeful May,
With smile of night and laugh of day!
Why should it not be always May?
So mote it be, and so it will,
Whene'er the storm of sin is still
And all come into God's dear will.