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White as the blossoms which the almond tree,Above its bald and leafless branches bears.
— Margaret Junkin Preston
White as the blossoms which the almond tree,Above its bald and leafless branches bears.
The lotos bowed above the tide and dreamed.
The pure memories givenShall help our joy in heaven.
With guilt's defilement stained, without, within,Because Thou saidst, "I have forgiven thy sin."
Pain is no longer pain when it is past.
Gracious as sunshine, sweet as dew Shut in a lily's golden core.
