BITTER REPENTANCE
“And is there in God's world so drear a place Where the loud bitter cry is raised in vain? Where tears of penance come too late for grace, As on…
CUR MUNDUS MILITAT?
Why battles all the world For its vain glory, Whose bravest happiness Is transitory? So soon its brittle power A light touch shaketh, Even as a vase of clay In…
ABIDE WITH ME
ABIDE with me. Fast falls the eventide; The darkness thickens: Lord, with me abide; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me! Swift…
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