WOULD YE BUT UNDERSTAND! JOY IS ON EVERY HAND! YE SHUT YOUR EYES AND CALL IT NIGHT, YE GROPE AND FALL IN SEAS OF LIGHT— WOULD YE BUT UNDERSTAND. Lord, I am born! I have built me a body Whose ways are all open, Whose currents run free, From the life that is thine Flowing ever within me, To the life that is mine Flowing outward through me.…
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