Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
And wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.
And for all this, nature is never spent;
There lives the dearest freshness deep down things...
Tuesday 6 May 2014
One Thing
One thing God has spoken, two things I have heard: “Power belongs to you, God, and with you, Lord, is unfailing love”; and, “You reward everyone according to what they have done.” (Psalm 62:11-12)
1 comment:
Mama
said...
Sweet Jen, I am detecting a change. I see the sun rising and the darkness fading away. Praise God, for He is Good! His goodness fills our life .
1 comment:
Sweet Jen, I am detecting a change. I see the sun rising and the darkness fading away. Praise God, for He is Good! His goodness fills our life .
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