Look right, look left, I dwell alone;
I lift mine eyes, but dimmed with grief
No everlasting hills I see;
My life is in the falling leaf:
O Jesus, quicken me.
Look right, look left, I dwell alone;
I lift mine eyes, but dimmed with grief
No everlasting hills I see;
My life is in the falling leaf:
O Jesus, quicken me.
Not so Christ:
Whose mighty love of me suffic'd
For Strength, Salvation, Eucharist.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories