Jun 18, 20191 minA Quickening RayFoment my idle will, Thou Paraclete, And triumph o'er my cherished sins' deceit! Disperse Thy beaming rivers bright, And break this...
May 14, 20191 minWith Thorns Thine Only CrownTwo pricking briers wrack my brow: their pangs, my company; yet this distress cannot compare with Jesus' agony A thistled garland driven...
May 5, 20191 minSweet Will Be The FlowerUp swiftly spring the flowers fair, whose scents and visage grace the air: in gaiety, my spirits light and spreading wings of joy take...