I need not shout my faith. Thrice eloquent Are quiet trees and the green listening sod Hushed are the stars, whose power is never spent The hills are mute yet how they speak of God.
I need not shout my faith. Thrice eloquent Are quiet trees and the green listening sod Hushed are the stars, whose power is never spent The hills are mute yet how they speak of God.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories