'Lord, I believe help Thou mine unbelief.' We must believe Being from birth endowed with love and trust Born unto lovingand how simply just That lovethat faitheven in the blossom-face The babe drops dreamward in its resting place, Intuitively cons.
'Lord, I believe help Thou mine unbelief.' We must believe Being from birth endowed with love and trust Born unto lovingand how simply just That lovethat faitheven in the blossom-face The babe drops dreamward in its resting place, Intuitively cons.
O powerful love,that in some respects makes a beast a man,in some other, a man a beast.
That delicate forest flower,With scented breath and look so like a smile,Seems, as it issues from the shapeless mould,An emanation of the indwelling Life,A visible token of the upholding Love,That are the soul of this great universe.
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