  January 1, 1867. God's love was once enough My heart to satisfy, When in the days of childhood's faith I knew not doubt or sigh. But since I saw Roy's face, And knew his love's sweet cheer, And felt the anguish and despair Which come from partings here, So hungry have I grown No love can satisfy, And all my childhood's faith in God Doth mock me as a lie. But still in these dark hours I hold one anchor fast: Perhaps this is the woman's way To reach God's love at last. January 1, 1887. The deepening years have proved Love's conquest justified. The woman's hungry heart at last In God is satisfied. |
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