She lies down, stretching out across the trunk of a walnut tree cut during the spring.
All that's left of its bark are a few shreds, gradually withering away.
With her back resting between
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The one who calls, “Come unto Me,”
Who knows us better than do we,
Known and numbered, we are His sheep;
While serving Him, His Spirit we keep.
The selfless example of our beloved Master
Lights the path to peace in this life and joy hereafter.
He overcame the world by love,
Submissive to the will of His Father above.
By the power of the Father, Creator of worlds without end;
Through His atonement, death and sin will we transcend.
Gave His life that we may find
The blessing of happiness divine.
Our desire sincere is like Him to be--
Before Him we bow in humility.
God of miracles and perfect understanding,
My weakness to strength He is expanding.
On Him we build our foundation sure;
He is our safety, our refuge secure.
Who knows us better than do we,
Known and numbered, we are His sheep;
While serving Him, His Spirit we keep.
The selfless example of our beloved Master
Lights the path to peace in this life and joy hereafter.
He overcame the world by love,
Submissive to the will of His Father above.
By the power of the Father, Creator of worlds without end;
Through His atonement, death and sin will we transcend.
Gave His life that we may find
The blessing of happiness divine.
Our desire sincere is like Him to be--
Before Him we bow in humility.
God of miracles and perfect understanding,
My weakness to strength He is expanding.
On Him we build our foundation sure;
He is our safety, our refuge secure.