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So On This Point
Sweet is the love that truth brings
To seeking hearts and true
With lights knowledge on its wings
To free this human view
It laws and precepts are de-vine
They show a way to care
Trans-sending love and mercy
For all the injustices there
Faithless traditons, flee loves power
Unbelief gives way
Those abusive clouds, that use to lower
Submit to loving sways
For here those abusive powers will cease
And tears no more annoy
No wrangling anger disturbs the peace
No mars those heartfelt joys
This poem, this love, my heart concieves
From truth departs no more
For I am one, I do believe
That love will all restore
So paitence's then, let love posses
Our damaged souls, our tears
So on this point, loves calling press-
Love draught out when we hear.
poem
by
Clyde Bryson
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