The Love of God

All that I have is thine!What import liesBehind the story that our Master told?The earthborn fearThat limits our suppliesMust disappearAs His ideas unfold.

All thoughts of envy of our brother manMust fall beneath that wondrous tenderness.O child of God, take heart;No discontent,Nor dark discouragement,Can change the planOf all-embracing Love that waits to bless.

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