His Holy Purpose

Like to the lovely, fragrant flowerThat furls its splendor till the sunHas brought to pass the appointed hourWhen its fair petals, one by one,

In radiant splendor lie unrolledFor eyes that will their beauty see,God's holy purposes unfoldThroughout a vast eternity.

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