HOLD FAST THIS TRUTH.
Hold fast this truth, whoe’er thou art,And through all sorrow take it:—God did not make the human heartSimply that He might break it.For not in vain love yearns for love;—Beyond the grave’s dark portal,In everlasting bliss above,Awaits the life immortal!
Hold fast this truth, whoe’er thou art,And through all sorrow take it:—God did not make the human heartSimply that He might break it.For not in vain love yearns for love;—Beyond the grave’s dark portal,In everlasting bliss above,Awaits the life immortal!
Hold fast this truth, whoe’er thou art,And through all sorrow take it:—God did not make the human heartSimply that He might break it.
Hold fast this truth, whoe’er thou art,
And through all sorrow take it:—
God did not make the human heart
Simply that He might break it.
For not in vain love yearns for love;—Beyond the grave’s dark portal,In everlasting bliss above,Awaits the life immortal!
For not in vain love yearns for love;—
Beyond the grave’s dark portal,
In everlasting bliss above,
Awaits the life immortal!