. At early candle light and other poems. LOVE IS ENOUGH HKY told of our Saviors pain,The thorns and the thrilling cry,His sorrow when scourged and , over and over again,From out my heart I was fain,As the Son of Man I did see,lyifted high on lone Calvary,To sob out this sad refrain:O what does he want from me? He has angels who sing alwayHis praise, and with glory shine,While I in my cottage with mineCan only chant day by dayThe sweet stanza, When I surveyThe cross, and in wonder say, He has choirs by the crystal , with shawm and sweet psaltery,From worship and work neer stra
. At early candle light and other poems. LOVE IS ENOUGH HKY told of our Saviors pain,The thorns and the thrilling cry,His sorrow when scourged and , over and over again,From out my heart I was fain,As the Son of Man I did see,lyifted high on lone Calvary,To sob out this sad refrain:O what does he want from me? He has angels who sing alwayHis praise, and with glory shine,While I in my cottage with mineCan only chant day by dayThe sweet stanza, When I surveyThe cross, and in wonder say, He has choirs by the crystal , with shawm and sweet psaltery,From worship and work neer stray;Then what does he want from me? When my Walter, our crippled one,Who all thro his life must be 90 LOVE IS ENOUGH 91 My own burden, said, tenderly,O mother, for all thou hast done,What is the reward thou hast won?lyO, spirit and strength I have noneLike the others who circle tears I said, Love is my fee,*And lo, I had learned from my sonWhat my Master doth want from me.*
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