It is very lonely sometimes, trying to play God.
It is very lonely sometimes, trying to play God.
And Madam, too, God bless her!
Nail to the mast her holy flag, Set every threadbare sail, And give her to the god of storms, The lightning and the gale.
One unquestioned text we read, All doubt beyond, all fear above Nor crackling pile nor cursing creed Can burn or blot it God is love.
God reigneth. All is well.
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