Whose is the hand so masterful that touched to life and being
Such wondrous pictures everywhere that man is slow in seeing?
Wherever human feet have trod
Are beauteous paintings wrought of God
In earth and air and ocean.
Such wondrous pictures everywhere that man is slow in seeing?
Wherever human feet have trod
Are beauteous paintings wrought of God
In earth and air and ocean.
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A villain may be a lover,
A fraud brief service lend.
But it takes the worth of this tired old earth,
To make a lasting friend.
A fraud brief service lend.
But it takes the worth of this tired old earth,
To make a lasting friend.
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Up rugged steeps thy toilsome way must go,
If thou wouldst heights of endless sunshine know.
If thou wouldst heights of endless sunshine know.
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