Sarah Fuller Flower Adams (Сара Фуллер Флауэр Адамс)

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O Love! thou makest all things even
In earth or heaven;
Finding thy way through prison-bars
Up to the stars;
Or, true to the Almighty plan,
That out of dust created man,
Thou lookest in a grave,--to see
Thine immortality!

1. Part In Peace: Is Day Before Us?
2. Nearer My God to Thee
3. He Sendeth Sun, He Sendeth Shower

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