My God, thou art all love.
My God, thou art all love.
My God, what is a heart?
Where there is peace, God is.
Blessed be God, whose love it was
To double-moat thee with his grace,
And none but thee.
Throw away thy rod, throw away thy wrath; O my God, take the gentle path.
Into the bitter box; but O my God,
The worst speak something good if all want sense, God takes a text, and preacheth Patience.
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© 2020 Inspirational Stories