Family, beloved ones, all are gone And yet there is no sadness in the Alone. I ply my way assured that Thou art here And so I move within my mortal sphere Seeking daily unity and peace And ask from all obstructions the release From bondage to the strong and clinging past That I may come to Thee freed at last From ignorance and infidelity, My soul in all its fullness given to Thee.
Poems Undated (1727)
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