The wisdom of God is his secretsthe glory of men to seek them outbut until he understands his childhoodhe will cloud insight with his doubtWith our fa..
How tenderly you cared for mewhen you found me broken on the roaddid lift me up gave me your own cupremoved from me my heavy loadYou dressed my wounds..
There isn't a place I haven't abodea river mansion or a tree by the roadin a multitude of places not our homefrom commune havens to being aloneWas col..