Within the pious heart it plays,
A living fount of joy and praise.
3 Kind deeds of peace and love betray
Where’er the stream has found its way;
But where these spring not rich and fair,
The stream has never wandered there.
292.
7s. M.
W. Roscoe.
Within the pious heart it plays,
A living fount of joy and praise.
3 Kind deeds of peace and love betray
Where’er the stream has found its way;
But where these spring not rich and fair,
The stream has never wandered there.
7s. M.
W. Roscoe.