Nothing more to say is there? Black, square, out of focus. Now notice the whiteness around the depression. Clarity, purity, a clean slate Morning by morning new mercies I seek. All I have needed thy hand hath provided Including the friends to go through it with you.
Nothing more to say is there? Black, square, out of focus. Now notice the whiteness around the depression. Clarity, purity, a clean slate
ReplyDeleteMorning by morning new mercies I seek. All I have needed thy hand hath provided
Including the friends to go through it with you.