Confidence You must look up, oppressed, wounded heart, Then your deepest agonies Will soon turn to delight. "You may cling to hope gladly, however high the flood rises. How can you be lost if you still have love?
Confidence You must look up, oppressed, wounded heart, Then your deepest agonies Will soon turn to delight. "You may cling to hope gladly, however high the flood rises. How can you be lost if you still have love?