Advent, season of waiting

28th November, 2012 - Posted by Christine Perrin - No Comments

On His Blindness WHEN I consider how my light is spent E’re half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent which is death to hide, Lodg’d with me useless, though my Soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present 5 My true account, least he returning chide, Doth » Read More