Oh Beauty pursuing hearts of the earth
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Quite un-mastered by minds of men
A mirror, a treasure, words pure and clear
Who ever is guiding through hazes within
Fogs become scattered, lives yet restored
Paths which are lighted again---and again
Unspeakable joy fly free in our souls
As Truth rushers over our sin
True grace come and conquer our sin
- Reid S. Monaghan - July 2005