HEART OF LOVE.
Out of the heart of Love all beauty blows,Of star-sprent sky or flower-sweet sod;—One Source all being owns, one sure repose,—The bosom of the life of God!
Out of the heart of Love all beauty blows,Of star-sprent sky or flower-sweet sod;—One Source all being owns, one sure repose,—The bosom of the life of God!
Out of the heart of Love all beauty blows,Of star-sprent sky or flower-sweet sod;—One Source all being owns, one sure repose,—The bosom of the life of God!
Out of the heart of Love all beauty blows,
Of star-sprent sky or flower-sweet sod;—
One Source all being owns, one sure repose,—
The bosom of the life of God!