With the rolling firmament, where the starry armies dwell,
Shall melt with fervent heat—they all shall pass away,
Except the Love of God, which shall live and last for aye.
W. C. Bryant.
God is Love, saith the Evangel;
And our world of woe and sin
Is made light and happy only,
When a love is shining in.
J. G. Whittier.
Oh, loving and forgiving—