And old affront will stir the heart Through years of rankling pain.
And bitter waxed the fray; Brother with brother spake no word When they met in the way.
I am athirst for God, the living God.
There's no dew left on the daisies and clover; there's no rain left in heaven.
Man is the miracle in nature. God Is the One Miracle to man.
People newly emerged from obscurity generally launch out into indiscriminate display.