Martin Luther Ah, dearest Jesus, holy Child, Make thee a bed, soft, undefiled, Within my heart, that it may be A quiet chamber kept for Thee. My heart for very joy doth leap, My lips no more can silence keep, I too must sing, with joyful tongue, That sweetest ancient cradle song, Glory to God […]
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We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called opportunity. And its first chapter is New Year’s Day. – poet Edith Lovejoy Pierce