The Striving
I strive in perfect rest, I seek with stretched out hand and sword to hew aside my rebel loves and patient, trusting, serve my Lord.
Read more "The Striving"I strive in perfect rest, I seek with stretched out hand and sword to hew aside my rebel loves and patient, trusting, serve my Lord.
Read more "The Striving"Blow, gentle wind, blow— across the burdened trees, and bend the branches low. The fury of the sun scorched what he had won before his reign was done. And all the leaves are charred and doomed, but clinging hard to the life that left them scarred. Fall, weary leaves, fall, so the wind […]
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