With guilt's defilement stained without, within,How can I hope Thy cleansing grace to win?—Because Thou saidst, "I have forgiven thy sin." Toggle format menu With Attribution Quote Only Plain Text With Bio
White as the blossoms which the almond-tree,Above its bald and leafless branches bears. Toggle format menu With Attribution Quote Only Plain Text With Bio
The lotos bowed above the tide and dreamed. Toggle format menu With Attribution Quote Only Plain Text With Bio
Gracious as sunshine, sweet as dew Shut in a lily's golden core. Toggle format menu With Attribution Quote Only Plain Text With Bio
Pain is no longer pain when it is past. Toggle format menu With Attribution Quote Only Plain Text With Bio
[T]he pure memories givenTo help our joy on earth, when earth is past,Shall help our joy in heaven! Toggle format menu With Attribution Quote Only Plain Text With Bio