2.14.2014

Love

See from His head, His hands, His feet

  Sorrow and love flow mingled down

    Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,

      Or thorns compose so rich a crown?


      Were the whole realm of nature mine

    That were an offering far too small

  Love so amazing, so divine,

Demands my soul, my life, my all

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