the good law makes me
wretched, poor; but the good lord
makes me rich to serve
righteousness
about light
if i cannot be a sun
a moon will do
but let it then be one
shot through and through
with glowing
the good law makes me
wretched, poor; but the good lord
makes me rich to serve
if i cannot be a sun
a moon will do
but let it then be one
shot through and through
with glowing