O Love! Thou Makest All Things Even

by Sarah-Flower Adams

O Love! thou makest all things even
In earth or heaven;
Finding thy way through prison-bars
Up to the stars;
Or, true to the Almighty plan,
That out of dust created man,
Thou lookest in a grave 0 to see
Thine immortality!

Published by Robin

I'm a retired journalist who still has stories to tell. This seems to be a good place to tell them.

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