Child, Child

 Child, child, love while you can

The voice and the eyes and the soul of a man,

Never fear though it break your heart -

Out of the wound new joy will start;

Only love proudly and gladly and well

Though love be heaven or love be hell.


Child, child, love while you may,

For life is short as a happy day;

Never fear the thing you feel -

Only by love is life made real;

Love, for the deadly sins are seven,

Only through love will you enter heaven.

Sara Teasdale


Here I am to Worship


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