To sower and to reaper doth belong!
HOPE ON!
Hope on! For there is no rising star
When shadows creep across our sky
More precious than this beam afar
That trembles through eternity.
Hope on! That infinite desire
Is but a foreglimpse of the dawn
To sower and to reaper doth belong!
Hope on! For there is no rising star
When shadows creep across our sky
More precious than this beam afar
That trembles through eternity.
Hope on! That infinite desire
Is but a foreglimpse of the dawn