How Strange That Nature Does

I Do Not Feel I Could Give Up All For Christ, Were I Called To Die.

Faith Slips - And Laughs, And Rallies

My Life Had Stood - A Loaded Gun - In Corners - Till A Day The Owner Passed - Identified - And Carried Me Away -

So Proud She Was To Die It Made Us All Ashamed That What We Cherished, So Unknown To Her Desire Seemed. So Satisfied To Go Where None Of Us Should Be, Immediately, That Anguish Stooped Almost To Jealousy.

I Dwell In Possiblities.