Just as the letters themselves are not annihilated
When the slate is wiped clean,
Just as gold does not the baser grow
When molten in the furnace fire,
So too
Can’t they escape thoughts of Thee
Who declare that they never think of Thee!
Just as the letters themselves are not annihilated
When the slate is wiped clean,
Just as gold does not the baser grow
When molten in the furnace fire,
So too
Can’t they escape thoughts of Thee
Who declare that they never think of Thee!
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