That Love Is the Answer Worthy Be, His Lamb
Bypassing mercy as compassion and these things should not be left undone ?
Enveloping love's heart shall it fail oneself to grasp; turn away from tears, this light
Their lives, be dreams we omit ? Yet even creation's puppies do eat, the crumbs which fall
Aneath, His, childrens tables: time's husbandman, and what branch can thrive nor survive apart
Beauty's vine this breath of life a furnace, they say ? Who made me a judge over you anyway; show or tell...
When truth lies bleeding in such hands left weeping atop, their open sepulchres ? I know not what I shall be; but I do know.
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