...to come again...
“Then shall my heart behold Thee everywhere.
The vision rises of a speechless thing,
A perfectness of bliss beyond compare!
A time when I nor breathe nor think nor move,
But I do breathe and think and feel Thy love,
The soul of all the songs the saints do sing!
And life dies out in bliss, to come again in prayer.”
~George MacDonald
The vision rises of a speechless thing,
A perfectness of bliss beyond compare!
A time when I nor breathe nor think nor move,
But I do breathe and think and feel Thy love,
The soul of all the songs the saints do sing!
And life dies out in bliss, to come again in prayer.”
~George MacDonald
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