Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Poetry

"When I can no more stir my soul to move,
and life is but the ashes of the fire;
when I can but remember that my heart
once used to live and love, long and aspire-
oh be Thou the first, the One thou are;
Be thou the calling; before all answering love,
and in me wake hope, fear, boundless desire."
   George MacDonald

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