The heart
that loveth thee
protects you, and
envy is not mingled
in with his soul
The river which runs into
the ocean will lose it's
name, not it's fulfilment
Love is death to self,
resurrection in
others
The heart
that loveth thee
protects you, and
envy is not mingled
in with his soul
The river which runs into
the ocean will lose it's
name, not it's fulfilment
Love is death to self,
resurrection in
others