Like A Silent River Running
Sunday, September 30, 2018
XXVI.
Somebody might ask, 'Why do you write
of pines and peaks and flowering things,
is not man the crowning of creation, framed
in the image of God?' "Yes," I admit but
I struggle to believe and my heart is oft troubled, troubled indeed.
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