For Love indwells and sustains the Whole.
In life there is naught to fear,
For step by step, like little children,
We are led by him who holdeth our hands,
By him who hath crowned our lives, day by day,
With his wonders of beauty and love and delight.
In death there is nought to fear,
For there, also, love is supreme,
There also God's hand shall guide us, as little children.
Death is nought but the passage at last
From this our darkness and gloom to yonder splendor of light,
From this our half-knowledge, half-friendship, half-goodness,
To that perfection:
From this our death
To that fullness and freedom of life - Amen.
- JOHN S. HOYLAND
The Parisians: Little girls in front row of audience of children sitting very still, with rapt expressions, watching puppet show. Paris, France, May 28, 1963. Photographer, Alfred Eisenstaedt.
The Parisians: Little girls in front row of audience of children sitting very still, with rapt expressions, watching puppet show. Paris, France, May 28, 1963. Photographer, Alfred Eisenstaedt.
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