14 September 2021 at 08:00
Β Β Β Love bade me welcome, yet my soul drew back, Guilty of dust and sin.But quick-eyβd Love, observing me grow slack From my first entrance in, Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioningIf I lackβd anything.βA guest,β I answerβd, βworthy to be hereβ;Love said, βYou shall be he.ββI, the unkind, the ungrateful? ah my […]