Love Masters Agony; The Soul

Thou Art The Sun Of Other Days. They Shine By Giving Back The Rays.

The Voice That Breathed O'er Eden, That Earliest Wedding Day.

Abide With Me From Morn To Eve, / For Without Thee I Cannot Live: / Abide With Me When Night Is Nigh. / For Without Thee I Dare Not Die.

Soft As Memnon's Harp At Morning, To The Inward Ear Devout, Touched By Light, With Heavenly Warning Your Transporting Chords Ring Out. Every Leaf In Every Nook, Every Wave In Every Brook, Chanting With A Solemn Voice Minds Us Of Our Better Choice.

God Hath Sworn To Lift On High Who Sinks Himself By True Humility.